M. Asim Nehal Poems

The stillness of the night
Cuts me to pieces
Small enough
To keep disintegrated
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a deafening sound
as the airplane flew away
valley of mountain
leaving behind, trail of past
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Don't show my glowing face,
don't reflect my true image,
I see a false in it,
It is like a mirage.
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two dancing flowers
with the breeze from the heavens
soothing for my eyes
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I live two lives
one on the exterior,
and one within my head.
You will see an abyss -
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flocks of flamingo --
after day's hard work in fields
a tangerine sky.
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golden leaves falling,
crashing waves in rhythm call,
sunset swallows all.
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The river's pain is like a song,
A melody that's been so long,
A refrain that's been sung so strong,
It echoes through the ages long.
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Torn socks, worn and frayed,
on weary feet they stayed
sweated shirt, stained and smelly,
the struggle is real, it's not a deli.
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In the realm of research, where ideas take flight,
We search for truth, with all of our might.

But sometimes, dear fellow, we must admit,
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