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Tahira Parveen Poem
This poem is in conjunction with the video.
A spell to cast you in
Watch me!
I the queen jester,
SteamPunk aviator,
Cybor goth,
Travel these dimensions That I control
walking through and bursting in to life,
Lifting my spirit and soul,
Laughing and enjoying these worlds,
Looking for that something,
Casting that spell to cast you in,
In the end I take your soul
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2017
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Tahira Parveen Poem
The poem is in conjunction with the video
Halloween Night
Enter the perfume curiosity shop
For the inquisitive
All perfume smells entwine
The aroma wakens the mind
Slowly binding into a smell to recollect
Take a swish before slumber
Don’t awaken as I enter
Cast a spell over your body
Pour you into my cast
Secure the lid for safekeeping
In my case of “must have” individuals
That crossed my doorstep
Looking for that pleasant exceptional aroma
On this Halloween night.
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2017
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I kept a little token
For when you were here
I forgot as maybe everyone does
Time
I looked today and remembered
You were real and I can’t ever find you again
I wonder if you will ever remember me
Yet we will never meet again
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2018
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To watch you from afar
Yet touch you so near
Wishing you were so close
Gently whispering I love you
Catch my eye
I’m looking at you, discreetly
Tease me and I will follow
Until you stare in my eyes
Then follow me in to my arms
Saying I’ve fallen for you
Where do we go from here?
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Thump, thump, bumpty, bump
I can hear you above
My instincts have kicked in
I can't eat anymore
I can only imagine what you taste like
My mouths watering
That savoury moment
Please for heaven's sake
Stare in my eyes
So I can hypnotize
Forget to lock my cage
Then I will make my way
Up the stair
To meet my prey
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2016
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The angry learner chef
A discerning chap
Leers at how he's going to cook
That special meal he likes
In which pot shall he make his Asian delight
No one goes near
When he's about to take a turn
Stay calm little chef!
It's only an onion
It won't make you cry
If handle it properly
Make no mistake
We'll Stand well back and instruct
Even applause when you've made your dish!
Amen.
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2016
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I've been given a fancy name for my illness
Clinically obese
It may be contagious
Never before seen in my colony
I can't work or lift a finger
Nice to see every one rally around me
Even the queen bee is worried
As what happened to me
Even sent the worker bees
All for one, hopefully one for all
Giving me a hand
I'm going to a special unit for unique bees.
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May God bless this house
Where all abide
Love and care for one another
Tolerate and accept each other
Share and share alike
Lift each other's burdens
Help each other with household chores
Smile when we see each other
And care for our animals
Lastly volunteer to put the bins out!
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Why must you hate me
Show me that you love me
Why can't I get close to you
Hold your hand and comfort you
Why do you throw me
and savagely beat me
All I want is a little love
A small gesture that you care
Why do you show me so much hatred
Why do you abuse me
Is this what life is
I'll be free of you one day
Now that I'm older
Is that you dying
Why can't I feel anything but relief
I can only stare at your suffering
Karma got you in the end
I'm still confused
did I, or did I not love you
I never did understand you
One day a forgotten distant memory
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Unreceived Parcel
I have sent your parcel Please be patient
Your curtain hooks have been sent
It's on its way
Yes sir, I have sent it
I will make a special deliver
Through the dark forces of night
In horse and cart
Await me at 2 am tonight
Leave the window slightly ajar
I will ring three chimes on my arrival
With your special delivery
Slide open the window
Look down You will see me standing there with your parcel
Slowly on your toes
Push forward and slide out the window
Reach for me
Then you will have your parcel
I will have delivered the goods
Your wife will have curtain hooks to hang the curtains
Then your curtains will be closed forever
I will place roses on your grave
Sending you a graceful goodbye
Delivering, your unreceived goods
Copyright © Tahira Parveen | Year Posted 2016
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