Asma Khan

Twenty-Past-Ten Is Thirty - Poem by Asma Khan

You bend before the rising sun of time
living after the storm is no crime
who knows what time's pocket hold
can be a dollar, can be a dime!

A fairy temple can't justify wreckage of dreams
get as many as you can without any deems
when the light of hopes falls on your eyes
desires rumble so you can hear screams

Come what may for tomorrow is fade
past has erased, but many wounds stayed
when I am not afraid of the wild storms of fate
I trust my Lord has answered all what I prayed

You color the days green and nights blue
seeing the birds coming home whoever flew
where the wandering souls may meet again
let the shadows fall and smokes blew

Your luscious attitude makes my intentions snap
sensing your presence around makes me clap
whenever past treads on my mind with bare feet
all the beautiful memories enclose my eyes and wrap!

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Prose Poem

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Twenty past ten is thirty because there is nothing that can not be matched.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 6, 2015

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