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Anas Khan Poem
A poetess, I found so rare,
Cute or sweet? I can't compare.
Her thoughts soar high above the crowd,
A poetess, unique and proud.
She is a nut with a tough exterior,
But inside, a tender tree grows superior,
A seed of potential, slowly taking root,
With time and care, it'll bear sweet fruit.
She drifts off to sleep by the gentle river's sound,
Mountains stand tall, a comforting presence all around,
Springs provide a solace in times of sorrow,
And the sea inspires her mind to explore tomorrow.
She guards her fickleness with graceful ease,
Sensuality hidden, but thoughts that tease.
Her intelligence beyond measure, quite rare,
Beauty that radiates, a dazzling affair.
She dreams of a future where she'll make a mark,
As a doctor with a heart that shines in the dark.
Yet, for all her medical expertise,
Needles make her shiver and freeze.
Amidst her life's rainbow, white reigns supreme,
But midnight blue and pink, like a dream,
Add contrast and depth to her life's theme,
A colorful canvas, a vibrant scene.
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Some dreams reside within our minds,
In corners where they hide and bind.
While some wander in the mountains, high and steep,
And dive into the depths of the ocean, deep.
Some dreams mix with clouds, and fall as rain,
A refreshing shower, washing away pain.
While some witness destruction, with great force,
A warning to change, a deviation from the course.
Some dreams wander in the mountains high,
Scaling great heights, reaching for the sky.
While some are trapped in tricky puzzles,
Challenging our minds, testing our struggles.
Some dreams go to Siberia, to taste the wind,
A journey to the unknown, a path to find.
And some keep searching for you,
Repeating themselves, hoping to come true.
These dreams, so varied and unique,
Are what make our minds and hearts seek.
They give us hope, and make us yearn,
To explore this world, and its every turn.
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Her eyes, ablaze with thought so deep,
Speak of secrets that others long to keep.
Poetry echoes within her scarlet spheres,
As if a world within a world appears.
Each line a portal to another place,
Each word a memory or dream to trace.
Each verse a window to a different time,
Each line a story with a rhythm and rhyme.
Her eyes are like two jewels that shine,
Reflecting memories, both sweet and divine.
They have the power to transport you far,
To where reality and fantasy are.
A world of love and loss and pain,
Of joy and sorrow, sunshine and rain.
A world of memories and dreams,
Of hopes and fears and silent screams.
Her eyes, they tell a story true,
Of all she's been and all she'll do.
A tale of strength and courage bold,
Of a heart that never will grow old.
In her eyes, a fire burns bright,
Illuminating the darkest night.
A beacon of hope for all to see,
A symbol of all that she can be.
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I wish to pen a poem with soul,
One that speaks of our love as a whole,
A verse in which your hair's fragrance is bound,
And one that sings with the tinkle of your anklets' sound.
The poem's punctuation like the sun's wings unfurled,
A pride-shattering verse that will shake your world,
With forgotten promises and new paths to chart,
A poem that beats with the rhythm of your heart.
A verse that etches your memories deep,
One that lulls your sorrows to sleep,
A poem that wraps you in a cozy embrace,
And brings a smile to your face.
A poem that guides you to my home,
A poem that serves as our chariot to roam,
A verse that shelters you from scorching heat and sun,
And lights your path when day is done.
A poem where each word embraces only you,
Your essence the map, your soul the land it's due,
A verse that is your heart and you are its brand,
A poem that is your art, and you are its grand.
My heart overflows with words I can't contain,
A love so deep, it's hard to explain.
So I pick up my pen and let the ink spill,
Not to be a poet, but to express love with skill.
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I love the wind that blows your hair,
To my nose, it brings a fragrance rare.
The gentle breeze, it whispers a song,
And carries your essence, all along.
I love the sunshine that touches your eyes,
At early morning, it makes your beauty rise.
The golden rays, they dance and play,
And make your loveliness brighten the day.
I love the moon that gives solitude light,
On your face, it's a mesmerizing sight.
So, embrace me, feel my embrace.
Since I am the rain,
That brings a smile to your face.
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I forgot you, or so I thought,
But my mind still wanders to you a lot.
My heart is torn and my soul is afraid,
Because of the love we shared and the price I paid.
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Look into someone's eyes, and see beyond the pain,
See the hazy silhouette that they try to contain.
See the blue kohl, and the tears that fall,
And know that they've survived, they've conquered it all.
In someone's eyes, there's a tale to be told,
A story of love, loss, and battles of old.
There's a smoky outline, a shadowy past,
A history of pain that's too long to last.
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I stepped out with a mask in place,
To see the humans face to face.
But all I saw were creatures masked,
Walking on two legs like humans tasked.
My educational journey's end was near,
But humans were nowhere to appear.
Yet faith and humanity I found,
With eyes closed in this world around.
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In a heart where loathing dwells,
Where games are played so sly,
Who has come and who foretells,
And when will truth outvie?
If the light within won't glow,
And desire's cruel decree,
Your golden morning will forego,
A prisoner of sleep's decree.
Let hope ignite a blazing fire,
Within your darkened heart,
Let love be what you aspire,
And dreams will never fall apart.
So cast aside the games you've played,
And let your heart be true,
For in this world, a brighter shade,
Will be revealed to you.
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You changed me, awakened my soul,
Filled my life with colors and goals.
They showed me a world beyond my dreams,
But you didn't love me, or so it seems.
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