Yasmin Khan Poems

Swooping on gradients and hairpin bends
When the sun sinks and softly descends
At a mellow pace in Heaven's wide arch
A thousand pines in the clouds' arms
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The Bare Tree

In the chill of night, I stand and gaze
My boughs bare stretch and sway in haze
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How beautifully she sings
and dances
Enticing people by
her prances
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A bud encased, in sepals wrapped
Beauty's sleep, fragrance trapped
Gently touched by zephyr's waft
Rays warmed her folded heart
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Sunday morning, I switch
on to the news app
to listen to the exclusive
news over a cup of coffee.
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The howling winds, the biting chill
Of wintry nights reign vales and hills
All songs are ceased, trees in tears
Gone are all autumnal hues and mere
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In the wee hours of dawn,
A melodic song alarm
Sweetly guides and leads me on
With a strange and sweet charm
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The hush of the night is dark and deep
Raindrops falling ring through sleep
Silver dreams from heavens drop
And fall in the murk with a soft plop
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Stones too have hearts, they speak
Talk, feel and when carved they bleed
They are treasure troves, books and tomes
They are palaces, pyramids, graves and domes
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Dark, dark heavenly chocolate
Makes my heart leap up and fascinates,
I dream to live in a choco castle
Where choco boats and choco vessels
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