Khairul Ahsan Poems

I didn't see her face,
Or figure,
Just saw a flash of her hair
From the back.
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I wanted to give her a sky,
She opted for just pieces of cloud,
Some patches of soft, white cloud,
In the azure sky. When given, she hid
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Just some extra flesh, on a shapely mold,
Tips either fluffy, or like a chick's beak,
Catechu color or brownish, on wheatish gold,
Defying gravity, defiantly, so to speak!
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Love-smitten, while I was gazing blankly
At the distant, fading horizon, suddenly
My eyes fell on a pair of birds who seemed,
Smitten like me, by the signals they beamed.
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A poet's thoughts are like a flowing river,
It has its own currents and under currents.
As long as the river flows, so does life all around.
Once it stops flowing, everything stagnates with it.
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Two birds lived continents apart,
Both in the last quarter of their lives.
When one flew out from its nest at dawn,
The other returned home just the same time,
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A touch conveys many messages,
It can indicate many promises.
A touch can arouse carnal desire,
It can enkindle physical fire!
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A narrow path it was,
Gravel strewn,
Lay quietly without any passer by.
A loose chain was hanging
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She was sitting there, watching a show,
Talking to her peers, laughing and joking.
She was tall and slim, gracefully dressed,
Her beauty enhanced, by her fashion sense.
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Your heart must be an ocean of love,
Otherwise, how can it appreciate,
Even the smallest of the courtesies,
And return it drenched with love?
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