Mohammad Rafique Poems

I see myself, though it's not me
Only one could hope to be
Strong of stride, words flow free
Hands loose conduct each symphony
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With any luck
by car or truck
they find a parking space.
But if not,
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Who am I?
My mother's son
Or my father's child?
Who am I?
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Still wind
On a still night,
So still this wind
That everything is all right,
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I'm writing how I feel
because in words I cannot say
how you satisfy my curiousity
in each and every way
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years go by alone I sigh
no one to call nobody to love.
two years without you can this be true.
I've been waiting for a love so true
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