Muhammad Izhar ul Haq Poems

There is a strange bitter taste in my mouth
The crystal water as it strikes
the rocky slabs
tears me also into shreds
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I am a park
Come, sit here and laugh
Bask in the sun
and while your day away
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I wear no amour, I carry no sword,
as I make my way down Andalusia
through centuries of tears.
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The points is not
whether your hair is wet or dry,
whether it is still long or has been cropped,
whether your cheeks are glowing or not;
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I was not good for Time.
Time therefore stood against me.
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Our flower-like children
When sleeping early morning
It looks as if fairies descending from clouds
Are resting on silken bed-sheets
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