Idiom
Does
The
Work of salt in a dish of sentence

Idiom is beautiful topaz
Shining in a rosary of words...........

A little bird
The daughter of the house
Doesn't sluice salvers and spoons
But mop straws scattered on the marvel floor

A little bird
The friend of everyone
Doesn't create commotion inside
But keeps protracted vigilance at the window

A little bird
The staff of granny
Doesn't intone hoarse and dry nouns
But hymn her genteelness and generosity no end

A little bird
The beloved of all
Doesn't fly under the painting_roof
But sleeps soundly and alone in the backyard

Childhood hangs in my room:

The fawn hops,
Runs by blossoms
And takes the grapes.

Aloof, over the river,
Bigger and wider,
The deer, kneeled down,
Watches in silence.

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Violets and butterflies
By Mohammad Arshad

Talent loses to untouchability

To sit on the couch
And lie on the mud
Is the difference
That special day
Brings closer
Each time
Presents
Flow in
And
Relationship
Will get thinner
And I know
One day
That will tear away
And I will be left alone
To feel the weeds
On my chest
And this is
What this day
Reminds me...........

Let the wind blow the way it does
Change your directions and be safe

In the death of light
Leave a poem alone

After years
Go back to see it
And don't fear
Like a mother
It will set you thinking
You had dropped it minutes back
Poem doesn't die
Like a leaf, abandoned
In the ground
Or on concretes
And does not have destiny
Like that of a crumpled papper
In a stinking dustbin
Or on heaps of scrapes
Each moment
It emits aroma
And you hug it
Throughout your life
And feel happier
And much blessed

Haiku
Is
a wide
landscape
Through telescope

When
Everything
Stops
Giving
You
Peace
Poetry comes forward to soothe you......