Suhel Akram Poems

achromatic leaf tarry-folded,
awaits pen silky melanoid
brush sheep-wool feathered
touch creative kissing forehead.
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thou murderer of felicity,
pay thy taxes of iniquity,
wash thy hands gore
with hemoglobin of soul intentions pure.
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catastrophic story being told,
listened he straight ears on stand
his surprise takes the story rewind,
acting speculum to his life burnt to ash
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Early in the spring,
far down in the valley of green,
in a morning with soft cover,
of fog in the valley all over,
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for my ignorance is what thee see,
its not always same in me,
differs my views in time,
when expectation are at regime,
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Hurted by my own mistake
Full of wound all over the chambers of heart,
I find myself all deserted,
in a prison of wall and roofs,
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In the pleasure of dreams,
I owe you my destiny.
In the way of life,
I owe you my ambitions.
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why should it happen?
why is the road to love,
bring us to an end?
cant we keep on,
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did you notice me,
i am confused and pale,
i am dark red in pain
what is the mistake i have commited
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Every time I was there,
waiting for you,
trying to make you feel,
the love i have for you,
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