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  • arfamasihuddin 1d

    i am waiting for the day
    when my memory will be a memory
    and my smile will be a ghost
    and the shadow in my eyes unrecognisable.
    i am waiting for the joyous meeting.


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  • arfamasihuddin 1d

    Twinkle twinkle little star
    No longer I wonder where you are
    Deep inside my heart so small
    Like a secret of my soul

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  • arfamasihuddin 2d

    "It was a long time ago," she said.

    A long, long time ago

    When the petals of the dreams knew not to wither

    And fantasies were a welcome reality

    And the coolness of the Promised waterfall gave you wings...and you flew.

    Fly again because the sky is waiting, the sky is waiting.


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  • arfamasihuddin 2w

    Words and hearts spin the same riddles
    And pour into souls the magic of
    lives unlived -
    The magic missed,
    The missed magic.


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  • arfamasihuddin 2w

    Scared of having it,
    Scared of losing it.
    Are you sure, O' Man,
    You were looking for It?



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  • arfamasihuddin 3w

    Of all that matters,

    It's the silent voice of your heart beating,

    "My Lord!"

    "My Lord!"

    "My Lord!"


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  • arfamasihuddin 3w

    The prance of the Perseids

    The sun sets, and with it the fear

    Of losing the dust within.

    Another day gone by,

    And we loom here, over the mortals;

    Looking into the telescope for

    The gush of the Elysium waterfalls and

    The prance of the Perseids.


    ©arfamasihuddin

  • arfamasihuddin 3w

    "The wound is the place where the light enters you."
    - Mawlana Rumi


    So many pieces all at once,
    In the blink of an eye,
    In half a breath,
    In a fraction of a second -
    A little hole here, a bigger one there
    Because this is magnificent beauty, this wound is
    Where the light enters you.


    ©arfamasihuddin

  • arfamasihuddin 4w

    In circles revolving around the orbits of our lives,
    Chasing the Will of the Universe,
    Somehere, far away, deep within you,
    The stars are breaking, gently,
    And unaware are we.

    Time; it just sails and it will just sail.
    But, the stars are breaking gently and we are unaware
    And it may be too late - a little too late -
    Before you catch their glow
    And love the Magic that you have always so desired...


    ©arfamasihuddin

  • arfamasihuddin 4w

    'We say, "I love you" while we search for languages that can be heard.'
    -Jack Gilbert




    Ears that are shut
    Strain for the melody of love
    And
    Eyes that are haunted by the shadow of Eros
    Look for the brightness of love.


    "I love you" is not heard - Never was, never will be.
    "I love you" will be felt,
    Like your ol' ol' heartbeat.


    ©arfamasihuddin