Asma Khan


Wallflower Dreams - Poem by Asma Khan

The sun has not set yet in your eyes
and gray shadows are growing slowly
a flock of dreams is flying by
colouring the skies of time in
hues of blues and holy

There is river of pain flowing from the heart
every evening that rushes down to my soul
rippling vulnerable voices from the past
reflecting many memories that do not last

Flowers wear crimson red on the lips of spring
shading green in the eyes of winds that blow
dreams with fragrance of love and everlasting friendship
bringing ineraseable traces of a beautful dream

Topic(s) of this poem: hope

Form: Cento


Poet's Notes about The Poem

It's passionate yet thoughtful how the arrival of spring rules the dreams

Comments about Wallflower Dreams by Asma Khan

  • David Wood (8/27/2015 12:15:00 PM)


    Spring brings new life and vibrant colours. Lovely poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 27, 2015



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