azmat naushad asif Poems

There is something about the winter's sun,
That aspires hope after struggle
The wait for tomorrow after
long cold shivering nights;
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He never said a word to me
I never said a word to him
But we were talking
It was understood
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Fresh crisp saree
Entwined around the navel
Kids around the neck
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You are no Zeus,
My man
Still u transformed
Yourself into a swan
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True love does exist
It's the love for oneself
Some call it selfishness
Some call it defense
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If you can listen to your conscience
Even if you can not hear the spoken words
If you can see clearly your purpose in life
Even if you can not see the breaking daylight
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From the darkness of the diamond shield
Could look at the mother, blue and bright
Rushing to reach the moon as all the stars
stand by. Mute spectators of the euphoria
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I have to dig up my fortunes
from four feet deep underground
because the opportunity never
knocks on my door
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she needs attention
he needs audience
made for each other
they are bonded silently
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