Vera Sidhwa Poems

My black flower bouquet,
Was hidden from all who may have wanted to see.
For these special flowers were meant for me.
Their different petals I did save.
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The perfect shape of all shapes,
The teaching of the geometry teacher.
The perfection of spirituality,
In religion the so many chakras.
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I cried and cried,
With no recourse
About how to solve my problem.
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I searched all over.
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I the one who always was,
The one with all the friends.
I was the one who always was,
Following latest fashion trends.
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In September,
And October be,
This second poem of the Himalayas
Will be written by me.
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You needed time to yourself.
I needed so much time with you.
We both needed downtime.
Now it was a good time to just hang out on our own.
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I tasted drifting snowflakes,
And noticed their lace bodies.
I saw my room's lightening white,
Bleach-up it's walls so bright.
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My forest was half full of verdant leaves.
It was half full of deep green grass.
My body, half full immersed in ocean deep,
Created a sense of just enough.
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Jigsaw puzzle that I saw from a plane,
Jetting over the United States,
Jigsaw puzzle that I quickly flew over,
Were the different shaped pieces of my land.
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