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 Jan 2022
Mohd Arshad
The mouse gnaws at bones
At the pace of day and night;
After that it squeals.
 Jan 2022
Mohd Arshad
The mouse gnaws at bones
At the pace of day and night;
After that it squeals.
 Jan 2022
Mohd Arshad
Poetry
Is the axis

On which society moves
 Jan 2022
Mohd Arshad
On her golden hair
A snow butterfly slides down;
My fingers stops it.
 Jan 2022
Mohd Arshad
In arms of the clouds
The moon sleeps with eyes open;
Some glowworms twinkle.
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
Without poetry,

Society is an autumn tree
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
Without sorrows


Who would care of our tears?
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
Snowflakes

Fall
       At my window


I kiss
         My
              Beloveds
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
Oh, statue watches;
Time only runs on the road;
A single rose falls
 Dec 2021
Hayley Cusick
Waiting
Always waiting —
I creep into my own dreams
Waiting for them to become reality
Living in another time
Grieving what was
Never mine

Waiting
Always waiting —
For my life to begin
For a time when my mind
And my body join in
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
My eagle


Soared

But

Came down the ground

At sunset
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
Invisible pins fly
                           Among balloons


None deflates
                           but screeches
 Dec 2021
Mohd Arshad
I hear tears
             Cry
Like and old leaf
              On the ground

They are snow
          And they live and die in silence
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