Needles In My Pillow Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb

Needles In My Pillow

Rating: 5.0


Your garden is full
Your fruits look sweet
Your flowers look innocent
Your grass is a dreamy green.

Your apples fall
One after one
Laying on the soft delicate grass
A green and red romance.

Your roses are red
Their petals wear velvet
Its thorns are soft needles
Sewn into the stem wearing wet.

Yet your garden I leave isolate;
Good in your garden dislocates.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sameer Ahmed 31 January 2009

Beautiful imageries show your deep sense of capturing the scenics..........10

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Sadiqullah Khan 21 January 2009

Why, , , such a nice poem, , , a 10 from me

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Mehreen Mujeeb

Mehreen Mujeeb

Lahore, Pakistan
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