Abdul Malik Mandani Poems

Never is there more pleasant a sight
Than a tree standing mighty and upright,
Crowned with a canopy of lush green,
Orange, yellow or hues umpteen.
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Say, O melancholy moon
Did someone steal
your sleep like mine too?
Why do you pace
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When life in the city
becomes too much to bear,
With its winding concrete roads,
Its underpasses and overpasses,
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The Poetry I so intensely write
Is not only in black and white,
There are some shades of gray,
Booby traps and a crooked way.
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What secrets lurk in my mind,
What forces torment my soul?
Secrets of some sinister kind,
Forces of evil eyes, black as coal!
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What do you fancy the most?
What is it that you desire?
What's your wildest whim?
What for do you madly aspire?
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They carried me in
upon their shoulders,
Without a stitch on,
And toss me boisterously
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I am sensitive, self-conscious,
Nervous, listless, anxious,
Caught up in the grind of life
It's stress and it's strife.
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Oh, you do not want to know my tale,
But since you insist, I guess I'll just tell,

Originally from mystical India - not Rome!
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Standing at the edge of a lush cornfield,
Snuggling close to a bubbling brook,
this Majestic Oak tree stands
upright like a sentinel guarding
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