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Best Poems Written by Soha Mirza

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Time Is Money

“Time is money
It’s a sign that you worked all night 
A sense that you did everything right. 
And a life sentence, that keeps you awake all night   
Time is money 
The longer you work, the efficient hours you’ll be paid, 
And rewarded, with a raise  
Time is money 
Your time was never a possibility, but rather a probability 
Of whether or not you’ll actually have a chance of remarkabilty 
Or, a configuration to be paid, a way to end your hostilities 
Time is money 
Your debt was never meant to be paid, but to be made 
Up until time is what never seems to be of aide 
Time is money”

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Tease of a Lover

In a dream of bare, I awoke
In the blared walls, it misspoke
The winds of Auria eluded in the cascading windows which then provoked 
Envisions of  Auria descended through the glistening saint
Without a flair, I discerned a haint
Auria wandered in a stage of fright,
Meanwhile, invading my dreams of spite 
Her nebulous words echoed in my mind 
‘What a faint creature, so misled by fracture’
They mellowed as it prospected my perceptions
As she posited her hand on my exceptions
Envisions of Auria repulsed its regressions 
She was my fate of progression
She  rehashed my reflections
A memory of infliction
She wandered off into a glistening spade 
Relinquishing her jades 
I scrutinized her windows of glade
I lingered against her pallid hair 
Then, woke up in tedious wear
‘Auria, a lady of fate, yet dart of spade’ 
Such assimilation wandered in the glistering gape
My thoughts were so heavy, yet so light, though seemed rather bright
They were my reminiscences of Auria”

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Supremacy

“their freedom of width, yet not of height 
Descends, through the transpiring fright 
Which enraptured them, in a cage of night 
, never once, I would abide 
Preachings on the repugnant walls 
 That seems to repulse the oppugnant  scales
That never pleased the reluctant deals
 Our seats of blank, yet never brown
 Generalize the glistening rounds 
 Defining their  conditioning bounds
 While they plead their case while it is already found
 Why? Have I not been Forthright?
Or the inhumane seem to be sincere with their smites?
their aggression seems to have been deluded with oppression 
Always retelling their feeble progression 
Yet, their misconceptions dominates their suppression 
As they limit out my gushing faith 
It remarks a cackling date 
Which is what they used, to cover their inefficient wait”

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Moons Chasity

“The moon’s vision of humanity 
Was something that it once desired  
Tinkle, swoouf, it pondered  
As it’s luminescence gazed at its prodigious oceans  
The defunct dissection of the body fell into silence as it glanced back
Clish, clash, it wavered  
It’s fluorescence gestured odiously 
Enraging it’s radiance with envy 
Woosh, clasps, oceans grew in his incensed intention  
It never had a society that walked on its ground 
A place, that humans recall home 
stomp, clasp, It thought
Oceans trickled with peril as the moon grew its waves   
Slash, sloosh, the clutter that pollutes the water clustered against its weight  
The moon then rebounded; remarking the objects  
Sling slang, swoosh, oceans sang it's mercy  
It’s reminiscence then discerned the cunning truth  
“The grass always seems greener on the other side”

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Rosalie

“Rosalie, oh Rosalie!
A contrast of beauty, with a saturation of rufescent 
What every heart intercepts when they have reminisces
which never transcends herself when she is mistakened of fluorescences
Rosalie, oh Rosalie!
She harmonizes one's life, with her humility of delight 
Yet her dashing aspects are remarkable in light   
For not once she palettes a stage of fright  
Rosalie, oh Rosalie! 
When she lifts the flushed rose to her blushed rubescent lips 
The curtains of the heavens began to lift  
for her chastity is for what relieves rift bids 
Rosalie, oh, Rosalie!
She enriches one’s future, 
She diminishes their past, 
She lives her present; from beginning to last
Rosalie, oh Rosalie!  
Her spikes are what prick one’s heart
So emancipating apart 
Which devotion comparts 
Rosalie, oh Rosalie!
Is she not just a hallucination of humanity's  delusions? 
Or is it just  component of revolution; 
So ruinous of this only luminescence of faith 
Or might it be something to only recall my presence  late?
Rosalie, oh Rosalie!”

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Valentines Spirit

“Her smile as captivating as a blooming rose 
her eyes as dating as it shames the bluebells petals of beaus 
It seemed so opposed yet I wanted to foreclose 
She was  the luminescence of my interceptions 
As  a fluorescence, she came to me in my deceptions
Enriching up my conceptions, 
Yet is that all that she makes me please? 
A glorious image in repeat? 
Something that seems to discreet
Yet, in my reminiscence called dreams, she’s always my receptance 
Yet, never seems to befall in her own conceptions 
But always pleases that luminescence that burns in my inceptions 
A fire that burns in her right 
However,  dissolves in my sight”