P.A. NOUSHAD Poems

Under the curved blue
Water flows forever.
Cold current
hot current
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Your eyes are in my heart,
vast, deep, bluish,
A sweet breeze now touches
the brain, heart, mind, and soul,
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Three streams that set out
before history
the stream of love
the stream of dreams
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Elegant smile and a benign look,
I feel the power of his love,
with sane words of knowledge,
sitting in the ancestral house
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Ripples form,
widen,
disappear,
I like to use the word 'merge'
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I visit doctor
for myself and my family
to clean the illness out,
I clean my nail, hair and body,
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When a mother pats her child,
when a joey is lulled in the pouch,
when an infant cries for the breast,
when young crows are fed,
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The breeze kisses tenderly
the alluring leaves again,
the swaying grass nearby
hears the rhyming verses,
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Tasty food,
we enjoy much
but only its taste, .
have we more duties
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Into the thousands
he flows and blends,
squeezes in a quick breakfast,
gets into his workshop
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