Dr. Insha Iftikhar Poems

You
My Princess
You
I knew it was
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I know,
Belonging is a trap
And, the Guardian:
a polite title of the Master.
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The rain
The candle
The mirror!
Oh! I wish I had a perfect expression!
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In the shade of the fall
A walk through the
Deserted lanes.
With a heavy heart,
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Eyes, beautiful eyes!
Full of tears,
See the world,
All blurred.
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Beautiful, dark, wild!
Can dark be peace?
Can loud be music?
Can broken be healing?
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I want to be Happy
But, Dear Diary
I am a sad person.
I am the Shahid
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