Ibrar Siddiqi Poems
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I Hate It When We Fight
You said something that intrigued me.
Man, that I am went silent.
Woman, as you are thought I had upset.
What followed was a wee bruehaha.
Its time we learned to relax.
I love to love you.
But hate it when we fight.
Words can become daggers.
Hurt with a single blow forwards.
I would die a thousand deaths than see you hurt.
I know I want to kiss you to stop you worrying.
You know that my aim would never miss..
Thus ending a a battle over nothing.
I love to make up when we argue.
Watch your face blossom with that glow.
I won't tell ...
Klepto In The Park
I go for a stroll in the park in the morning
ther in the corner it is slowly dawning
that man with the pram and the dogs
is my neighbourhood klepto
Picking up everyone else's ware
he has made stop and stare.
its got no value it goes in the pram
a bottle so empty but the previous owners