zarina binda Poems

I want to wake up
Wake up from reality!
I want some on to tell me
Tell me this is not the world we live in.
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Nothing in life
Can match the beauty of a flower
Its frailness
Its softness
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I smile when I'm happy.
I do it even in public.
I was doing it
when a man and his wife came up to me.
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There were no witnesses
Of what the closed doors conceal
That once warm bed of passion
Does no longer appeal
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There once was a cloud
Heavy and burdened.
Looking down at the crowd
Through smoke and ashes.
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Sweet rain
Trickling down the drain
As I keep writing
A poem nice and plain
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For a child, the sky is but a hand span away.
They touch the moon and stars by doing a run and jump.
They are like birds soaring in infinity.
Yet, there comes a time when all children land.
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A mirror reflects all but lies.
Reflects the things
Everyone denies.
Reflects the way
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I am not to be touched,
I am not to be seen,
I have no permanent form,
And I am not obscene.
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Dear sweet child
Sitting there all alone
All alone and cold
On this rock hard stone
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