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Asma Memon Poem
They went in the lap of dreams
Blood! Blood! everywhere..
Cries are so loud; mourn itself is grieving
Mothers are quiet; longing and holding their bellies
Blood! Blood! everywhere..
Humanity is dead; humans are dead
Flowers are dull; colors are fading
Blood! Blood! everywhere..
Stop this war; we demand peace
You think its for the sake of religion?
Blood! Blood! everywhere..
Denunciate yourself; ask where you stand
You! yourself is a victim ferociousness
Blood! Blood! everywhere..
And they went.. Innocence is brutality slayed
Blood! Blood! everywhere..
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Asma Memon Poem
An approach to see a heaven..
World is full of blathers
Anger and Aggravation found in everyone
Another door is opened to lead towards cruelty
This is a wonder world; open your eyes
Immensity of jealousy growing, to infinitude a heaven
Open your eyes wide; you are leading towards cruelty
Throbbed the cosmos; shine like a star
Spark your kindness; shine like a star
Being a blithe, I'm another example!
Just shine like a star!
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Sometimes I feel blessed,
Sometimes I feel lucky
Where did I get from such a lovely oppo.
Yes! I'm writing this for you.
Yes! We have passed more than five years together,
And here we are to take one step more forward.
Sometimes I cherish,
Sometimes I don’t.
The fights and quarrels we do,
Are sometimes off the limit.
And here we are still together.
Sometimes I miss,
Sometimes I lavish
The time we have spent together.
Together we laugh, together we cry.
And here we are a boon companion.
Sometimes I feel blessed,
Sometimes I feel lucky.
No matter what, no matter where you go,
You have beyond description place in my heart.
And here we are ….
Sometimes I ignore,
Sometimes I protect.
We laugh, we share, we cry, we cherish.
It sounds a bit old to me.
This is what we are…
We sense, we hear, we bully, we care.
We respect, we polish, we treasure, we are better.
So, that's why I feel encouraged.
Sometimes I feel blessed,
Sometimes I feel lucky.
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Yes! I become frail
Yes! You pushed me hard
Yes! I fall;
Yes! You made me stronger,
To the point that i think you are fortuitous,
I pray, I pray you to be the one
When you feel betrayed;
I heard Love turns into a antagonism and a curse,
To the point, I feel you are blessed
I still pray for you; to be happy
Yes! I cried.. I sob
Yes! You made me feel worse
Yes! I missed you
Yes! You made me who i am.
To the point, you are admired
I pray, I pray you to be blissful,
Now that, you are gone I feel, what was so exemplary about you?
I still pray for you to get what you want.
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Asma Memon Poem
It wasn't that simple to love her
It asked to wear attire
Fashioned with her sorrow
I always felt naked
Copyright © Asma Memon | Year Posted 2016
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