Muhammad Ameer

Love was a veil
to me,
Never thought I could
adore beyond skin.
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She knew
I could play
the strings
on her skin.
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Be that rainbow
I will never see,
but dream about.
A child with crayons
...

You and I were not so different;
Under the clouds of Monsoon,
we were one.
As the subcontinent,
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You are a book, I read
when I am by my self,
secluded from the world.
I attend to every word, there is
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These animals of my solitude,
unbridled and untamed
play the forbidden games,
play with fire and flame.
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Kafka had a problem,
he said it was his father.
Hamlet had a problem,
he said it was his father.
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On peripheries of madness,
sanity desires
it must built a home.
What are the limits of insanity,
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You are music,
my dear one,
listen to yourself
in pindrop silence.
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Will you be there
in the cottage
we built to retire
in our old age?
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Our tale is of an incomplete verse,
a thought looming in head
a ghost in a deserted mansion,
a shade of a novel fraction of light.
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She and I
upon a chequered floor
of do's and don'ts
(a chessboard) .
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Beware of the moon
that steals from sun
and claims to have
light of its own.
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