Nosheen Irfan Poems

The night is alive
In the silence of the river
There's a mystery
In the smile of the moon
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tired of the clock-wise rotation
you hear the call of the wild

a longing to run in the heartland of dreams
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Face the night with a glow
Smile down on a poor soul
Light up a sad, secluded pathway
Spread your light, but not hide your scars
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Somehow the road is silent
No honking of cars
No ignition in car engines
So quiet is the morning
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Flash upon my vision
Like a rainbow after a storm
Surprise me with an avowal
That ends the unbending silence
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There is a full moon outside
Full of itself, aware of its charm
But I stay inside
Trying to ignore the presence
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There's change in the air
Crisp to the touch
Dry to the skin
Something is there: a weight
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Finally it's here
The chance to sleep away
The boredom
And keep warm in bed
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Dig into the silence
Of your heart
Water it every sunrise
And every sunset
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Flowers are meant to wither
But they smile blissfully unaware
I'm scared of what is to come
Those fragile flowers have more dare
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