Afzal Juneja Poems

I see you in my dreams,
I see you in my book,
Ohh my,
I can feel you, in every single look.
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Hold my hand,
Walk with me,
On a fluffy sand, besides a raging sea.
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I wonder,
That mystery, of hollow sky,
Those cemetery, of undesirable lies,
The pleasure of word ''My! '',
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That day, i wanted a shoulder to wail like never before.
Then, i realize that I am the only loner on that rainy shore.

That day, my dreams were fading out with the brutality of rain.
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Then they exchanged their watches
and walked away,
Trusting the thought, that their time
may collide someday.
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A timely raised question in one subconscious,
But all courage petrified, with a desire to chase it in conscious.
"What if, I am on my death bed? "
Is it swinging childhood or ambitious teen,
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The raw materials and stinky oils ​are​ ​its​ intakes,
Pleasing and fabricated dress is the result; as it makes,
Stitch in stitch, beauty in beauty, single thread can't be miss,
The machine makes an awful noise, while it tailors bliss.​​
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The street in the summer morning,
Pale yellow with bright sunshine,
Withered tree awaits the buds, so the heart of mine,
A Reflection from her glimpse conquered my eyes,
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​There's a path through the woods,
Where the sun may weep,
But will never be replaced by the moon.
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Door unlocked. And entered my room. All alone,
The cold blanket of silence, wrapped all around me.
A Mirror. Reflections. My beard looks overgrown,
Vision is clear still, obscurity sneaks; wherever I see.
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