Lareena Abdul Haq Poems

Words are my tongue
You ask to contain it
Abstain from relishing anything
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I held the word of grief
on my palm.
It rose like a butterfly
and flew
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All artistic flairs have been taught
There was just one left for the final test.

When the training for taking out the heart and
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Not to lose out by spilling out
with much care
I pour it and conserve
every drop of this life
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Memories struggle like
an ant
that fell into a cup of tea.
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While halting
at the edge of the dream
I heard the sound
of your batting wings.
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I moved ahead
slowly only.
Very slowly.
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Truth's legs
were long indeed.
It has become customary
to travel quickly
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