Ismail Aashna Poems

Descend
From your shining heights
Into the dark depths
Of my forlorn soul
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With floods in eyes
And storms in fists
Through fog and mists
In forlorn vales
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I shall take birth
In the burning lap of time
At countless times
To drink flames
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Sleeplessness

In my desert like courtyard
A conflagration remains burning
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For how long
Will you be able
To hide me
From the sunbeams
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Alone like me
You too might be in some unknown island,
Village or city
Flying high and low
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Like a blue spot
In the midst of clouds
Am I
Behold me immediately
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The signs of languishing soles
Of our travel addict feet
Carrying exhaustion
Of unending journeys
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