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My Valued Muse Can I call you my home? As home is where heart is, Shield to my tender wants, The ****** of my inner thoughts. Can I call you by my name? As name publicly identifies, My tag, in every good or bad, You chose to happily claim. Can I call you my investment? As investment is for future security, Planned and evaluated carefully No regrets, I venture capital happily. Can I call you my achievement? An achievement I am proud of, To open sky, I announce quite often, Loud and clear your Goals are met Can I call you my heart? As heart is the regulator of all One's thinking and actions, Without any change of outer being. Can I call you my body? As miles apart, I bleed from a cut, One you experienced whilst cooking, My body forever linked to yours. Can I call you my public officer, As you announce my name in parts unseen, Fame simply from being a disciple of love, My name you broadcast to thousands. Can I call you my book? With chapters and pages, Organized with my attitude and silly wits, Chapters in a storyline that carries my act. Can I call you my Iife? As every possession of yours is valued, As dear to me in every way, As it is to you ... My existence rests with you. ©Perveiz Ali
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC
My Valued Muse
My Valued Muse Can I call you my home? As home is where heart is, Shield to my tender wants, The ****** of my inner thoughts. Can I call you by my name? As name publicly identifies, My tag, in every good or bad, You chose to happily claim. Can I call you my investment? As investment is for future security, Planned and evaluated carefully No regrets, I venture capital happily. Can I call you my achievement? An achievement I am proud of, To open sky, I announce quite often, Loud and clear your Goals are met Can I call you my heart? As heart is the regulator of all One's thinking and actions, Without any change of outer being. Can I call you my body? As miles apart, I bleed from a cut, One you experienced whilst cooking, My body forever linked to yours. Can I call you my public officer, As you announce my name in parts unseen, Fame simply from being a disciple of love, My name you broadcast to thousands. Can I call you my book? With chapters and pages, Organized with my attitude and silly wits, Chapters in a storyline that carries my act. Can I call you my Iife? As every possession of yours is valued, As dear to me in every way, As it is to you ... My existence rests with you. ©Perveiz Ali
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Oct 7, 2015
Oct 7, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC
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