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Fawad Saleem Poem
The dawn breaks, sweet dreams over
mother calls a lad of seven as everyday
he beholds his satchel,bread and
her smiling face.
now,stepping snail with her first kiss
colors,flowers, machines on the way
he's to listen, jot down what is taught
an angel of cottage family
dominate the daydreams
the mixing coktails of innocent creations
prevail on the way to home and the sight
of green play grounds, the ice-vendor,
the tricycle and the popcorns
to quench his desires
but not for him, from the cottage holes
he is't greedy, not wrong but guilty inside
and isolated like a physical system
learnt, filthy shephered is his only mate,
the butterflies over flowers is game
and the mother's visage is whole days's cheer.
Copyright © Fawad Saleem | Year Posted 2005
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Fawad Saleem Poem
I saw the moon was just appearing
behind the dark arms of wide trunks,
then hovering above the leaves ends
but what about trunks those nourished arms,
were still in ignorance of light.
behind the trunks everything was;but in dense
the source with glittering lit enlightened front
but what about the back of living things
were appearing, just the things behind
in the darkness of suspended light
i too watched a little shadow,it shared
to me a displaced body leaving darkness
may it lead to fade me at best
one leaving made me think about me
the ultimate change it going to be-
i felt my darkness lighted
and halted to watch myself
a tiny dark point let me know
to me and the moon and the trunks
the side that light made, was not the side
i could not know before the change
the change i need, don't let me know the light.
Copyright © Fawad Saleem | Year Posted 2005
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Fawad Saleem Poem
Stagnant I'm on the harbor of my memory
Where you anchored once,
From far away even out of mind
Like the moonlit sky to earth,
I stunned by co-existence
Of you and in my mind,
I came to believe of miracles
Because of you that there be a God.
Your sparkling discourse and grasp
Was more than any innocense and
Penatrating beam in your eyes,
Is now only my golden past.
Then a serpent of conspiracy and
A dragon of ambiguity worked
The cracks reached to build scratch
Then intellects worked and forgot your left
Now still on the harbor, perhaps hope
Or repenting on my wrong, is that right
Sometimes thinking what was that, a dream
Or only the base of your leave.
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Fawad Saleem Poem
What makes you with me apart?
the brooding dot leaving start
where i am to find my end
where the holes i am to mend
the descent shines of crescent
of love. i forget present
come,come,come of break
and stay in mine forever make
not among the silent scenes
of one fallen night, absent
the basic art what i could learn
of you taking me out of turn
what i can tell you the only dot
of marvel and stern
stay in my trust to feel
seventh day comes after zeal.
Copyright © Fawad Saleem | Year Posted 2005
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