Quasir Hassan Poems

When the last shattered bit of thy heart erupts...
When the last tear follows the alredy shedded flow....
When the last leaf of hope falls from the bough
When the last fractured sigh finds its way
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A flash, green not so old
It was a cry, and cries of cold

Not a reverie nor a dream
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It's a flea that pricks so wild
And destroys the virgin rose of love....!

Elude the stormtide so fierce
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When i tell thee, let me go
Is an attempt to let you know
that i meant not what you heard
Harken the unsaid, O' Harken 'Not'
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Thy 'Adieu', carried a storm and wrecked my ships.
COME! blossoms too failed to withstand and turned to ashes!

I starve for a glimpse of thy shadow, to revive my being
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