Vera Sidhwa Poems

It is a yellow flower on a tree,
It is a simple question put to me,
It is a child and now he smiles,
It is a world full of lies, It is standing there,
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What if all the world was glass,
And the leaves on the trees were too,
With the sky a sheet of curved glass tinted blue?
How would the crops sprout out of the ground?
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If I loved thee in the countless ways
That Elizabeth Browning wrote of,
And I put in all my energy to love you,
Then all the sun and all the wind
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Hello white love, I talk to you once more.
See, I met this handsome man,
And he awaits me at my door.
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Look how the breeze kisses the roses so gently,
And how the green glittering leaves sing in harmony.
See the constellations stand still, for that is their fate,
Yet people look at each other with hate.
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Now it seems to me, after youth is in full bloom,
That I have found the right key, to the locked in secret of life's room.
When I started on the roadway, I saw passers-by looking at me
And I nevcer guessed their crooked way, till youth bloomed so fully.
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All the leaves are green, in the month of May.
Passing through the crowds, I start to see the day.
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Pink and yellow flowers spoke of my life's glory days.
Yellow and pink edged the garden which
Filled my eyes with colors.
The sinking sun though, that sun whose late evening hue,
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Wildfires

The leaping orange and yellow flames
Endangered nature and filled the skies into gray.
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Chocolate Milkshake

I always drank milk in my life.
With milk I never knew any strife.
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