Afeefa Khan Poems

Late at night,
When I was lying on my bed,
Eyes open, lights off and door closed.
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The person you see there,
Is my father, very fair,
Not in the sense of color,
But in the decisions he make.
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Allow me to continue my dreams,
The night gives me peace and I pace,
It makes me soo imaginary,
And feel as if all going real.
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You called me out,
And I wasn’t there for you.

You cared me a lot,
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