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I am a well.
Confined by a wall;
Restricted by a boundary;
Stagnated by it all.

The blinding light
Of the brightest ever sun
Suddenly shrouded
By a thick pall of impenetrable darkness.

Emotions, images, ideas
Touch my mind
Like a plectrum touching
The strings of a lyre.

A mighty nincompoop
The presiding deity seated on
The canonical pedestal
Sways his scepter

A solitary stunted bud
In a barren garden
Of repressed desires
Parched to the core

Pebbles on the beach
Pierce through our heels as we walk
A mild price to pay
For the damage we subject

“A poet is a lunatic—
Beware! ”
This is what I encounter
Each day.

Your deep guttural voice
Sets each cell ablaze;
Your varied intonations
Evoke myriad passions within;

The bright blue scarf of the clear sky,
The dazzling gold of the yellow sun,
The cold, tickling drops of sweat (on my hot brow)
Intoxicate me.

I was born
Free to fly high
And soar into

If only I could
Go back in time,
I would relive
All the happy moments

When he saw her
The very first time,
All that he knew was
That she was his.


The cursor blinking
On a blank page,
As blank as
My blank mind.

What a bright day!
After too long,
It has been this way.

A dying bird
Once confided in me.
She bemoaned her terrible fate
And told me how it came to be.

A long-stemmed red rose
Swaying and spreading sweet smell
Oblivious of thorns.

The process of creation—
Churning, grinding, distilling.
The myriad expressions—
Tossing, turning, burning.

We spend all our life—
Waiting for the moment right;
Waiting for the prospect right;
Waiting for the person right.

Last night, I sat by my window
In a meditative mood,
Gazing at the clouds
That veiled the starry firmament,

I am built that way—
No alterations can be made.

Everyone says—

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I am a well.
Confined by a wall;
Restricted by a boundary;
Stagnated by it all.

I desire to be a river;
I desire to flow;
I desire to merge
With waters diverse.

My wall is a block.
A societal construct;
A self-imposed isolation;
A resultant stagnation.

I desire to break this wall
I desire to flow

3rd September 2006

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Andrew mark Wilkinson 18 February 2007

Asma your work is so good, Fantastic poet i agree...

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Reuben Matthew 20 November 2006

Dear Asma, You are a fantastic poet. You have a natural flair for words and it reflects in your poetry. Your poems dont read like they are laboriously constructed. Your ideas dont appear contrived. Your thoughts, and thereby your poems, flow smoothly. The simplicity and (yet) the density are the most striking features about your poetry. One can either read and just enjoy your poems or one can brood over it and derive something out of it. Keep up the good work, Asma. Best Wishes, Reuben.

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Kunal Kunal 08 November 2006

You are a brilliant poet. Please keep it up. Thanks Kunal

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