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Manauwer Raza
Poems
May 2014
The Language Of Time
i don't know what to feel
everything in the room looks gloomy
all the words fell from my mouth
like petals of iris unfolding
but not as pretty...
how to be now
what to say and do
i've never felt this way
and never want to again...
so if it all comes back
am i to just say yes?
like nothing ever happened?
who does that...???
the demise from the past
always haunts the bruised mind,
occasionally maybe even swaying decisions
and views to avoid a repeat
of the last time...
can't act as if, not one fiber was attached
to itself
i can’t be cordial
i can’t be civil
i want what i wanted
but it doesn’t happen that way...
'm still burning
and the thorns pierce
through my chest
something on the inside
is bleeding...
i can't translate this language
the language i have yearned
kept that quiet for that very long
but words,
they don't wait
do they...
is this my language...???
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Manauwer Raza
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