Mehreen Tahir Poems

I cannot say…
My heart whispers,
silently cajoling me,
urging to give voice to a thousand thoughts,
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The white flower,
single and pure,
swaying, as if laughing,
fresh and shining,
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The clouds make way,
for the sun to make a smooth appearance,
as the golden ball emerges,
and envelopes the darkness of night,
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That feeling of elation,
The joy,
Adrenaline pumping through my veins,
Like being on cloud nine,
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A spells the Aero planes that so fascinated me,
B spells the Baby dolls I had,
C spells the Cartoons I loved watching,
D spells my first ever Dictionary,
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The silence of the night,
Is broken,
By the sound of rain,
The drops hitting against the roof,
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Words are not just spoken by people;
they are echoes of the heart and mind.
Words are like waves of an ocean,
that wash away the shore.
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The heart weeps,
For itself; its bearer,
Giving vent to the feelings,
Of loss, despair,
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Looking out the window,
On an overcast day,
The brave senses the impending storm,
With dark clouds hovering,
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Creativity is,
freedom to express,
to imagine,
what the world is,
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