Tabraze Rasul

Lose the idea of heaven
Sins of mine all seven.
This world’s vices I embrace
Bloody lips, copper aftertaste.
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Petal piece lofted on the windowsill,
A gentle acquaintance we made.
Leaving its brethrens for the world
It has departed in search of me.
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In Father’s arms, stilled she lies,
Mother agonizes, in sorrow she cries.
Her jewel, her love taken from them
No force on Earth can return her again.
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Our destinies fall like raindrops
Some crash in the froths of the gutters
Others embraced in rich ponds
Some find their way back to the ocean
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I submit my all to your call
I submit to your life of beauty,
Your silent eyes deafen my mind
With their deep blue mystery.
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I see you perplexed but keen to know
A pleasant child with a pleasant glow,
In such forsaken places on such forsaken soil
In time of war we scavenge for its spoils.
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I climb the celestial stairs at heavens gate
At their golden splendour patiently I wait.
This journey fed by my own creation
Alas I must leave- I have no invitation.
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A rasping tremulous breath
Reigning in the galloping beat
Of a delirious, manic heart.
My hand scans the texture
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In a second a heartbeat turns to
A flat line.
In a second an eye swells with
Sorrowed tears.
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Could I kill for love?
Would I kill for her?
Handful of my hair taught
She grips, trickles words
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Silver night you approach so quietly
As I sit hushed under the camphor tree.
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Burning little butterfly,
You light up the night sky.
Wing scorched by flames,
Silent, she hears not your pain.
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This warmth only brings me cold,
All the lights have me in the shadow.
I listen to all the wisdom I’m being told,
But instead, your beauty I’d rather follow.
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She is neither corporeal
Nor just a faint dream
This jolting lilt I feel
Was I soulless till now?
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A fiery glow you warm my soul
Thin my blood, I feel no more
The sting of cold upon my skin
Ears fall upon birds so sweet they sing
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Effervescent fragrance leaves in her wake,
Her soothing voice my soul it takes
On a heavenly pilgrim where we succumb
To holy passions. My life re-begun,
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Oh Love of mine, the night wind startles me,
Awakens me from my troubled sleep.
My tired eyes search the abyss of the night,
Your incense diluted by my tears of solitude.
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It fades… the skin, her holy shroud
Cold winters touch greets her now.
My garden of roses, ravaged by poison ivy
Why take her from me, why so much envy?
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