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Palwasha Sharif Poem
If I ask you once to shower thyself
Would you choose to be my heart or soul of yourself?
If I permit you my innocence to manifest oneself
Would you decorate it with the flowers or pant with itself?
If you are blessed to mold your figure
Would you choose to be my thought or muse of yourself?
If I edict your radiation to the garden of life
Will you breathe like a blushing rose or the petals of your own self?
If I insist on the wholeness of your being
Would you choose to be a dove or your own love ?
If you are ever visible for once
Will you be after the world or the world itself?
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Copyright © Palwasha Sharif | Year Posted 2024
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Palwasha Sharif Poem
So plant it on that petrichoric soil in rows
As you bring at my funeral that pure ruby rose
And so? If I'm unable to perceive it's essence
Don't shatter either penalize it in a burst of incense
Then nourish it with spring warm water to lush
And let it expand on more roses to reserve for Mush
Thus let a lover pluck a part of them for his muse
So that I would cherish it's use and you can be excused
So allow it to make my cemetery more graceful in the graveyard
Indeed, my love , pick your favourite and have it in your yard
Let it bloom and thrive in the sight of your field
So that , I can be there for your eyes to be healed
And if you ever feel dull to look at them in the autumn
Rest your heart, dig them up and burry them in the bottom
PS: Palwasha Sharif
Copyright © Palwasha Sharif | Year Posted 2025
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