M. Asim Nehal Poems

Between the shores of my heart
under the flowing lustrous holy river
where the white dove of wishes
floats on the chariot of stars
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the tangerine touch
changing colors in the sky
dark black in minutes
life on earth of a person ~
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southern breeze gushes
spring of joy spread everywhere
two dancing flowers
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They warned me not to meet him free
The man sitting idle under the tree
According to them, he was a fool
My curiosity overtook their warn
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My friends affirm that I am an adept at cooking fish, flawlessly,
although my spouse disagrees, vehemently.

She claims I always overdo the cooking,
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When winter is on the grass dances to the tunes of dews
and the wind carries a lusty scent all around,
No melody is better than the harvest song.
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I long to sit quietly under the shade of a Pipal tree,
Where the heat of the sun comes in with the cold air.

By laying down on the cot and stretching my legs
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She loved him
With all the passion
she was bestowed with,
surrendered her wishes
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The way a nurse
Looked at me
And nodded her head
With a gentle smile
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Will you come with me tonight
To that old pond?
Where we sat under the moonbeam
Hand in hand and eyes locked together
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