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Taha Syed Aug 24
The ending of dusk
Which the moon had lead,
Let there be silence
And harmony it said,
For the most prettiest picture
The night sky had made,
Which was far more precious
Than the rarest of jade,
Surrounded with twinkling diamonds
The lovely moon had come,
By sparkling its unmatched beauty
And leaving the whole world numb.
Good Night
Taha Syed Aug 24
The beginning of a new
Yet a powerful dawn,
There came the cute sun
And a new light had born,
Dazzling with much courage
Glowing hope it had brought,
Gleaming over everything
Every eye it had caught,
Life could also feel it
Growing to a better height,
Humanity's cope it was
A new mornings light.
Good Morning
Taha Syed Aug 24
Looking at the beautiful sky,
I was entangled in a trance,
By the way clouds stood
It was like they're in a stance;
Embracing the unknown top,
Looking at us, the bottom,
We were there every moment,
And yet we were forgotten;
You're with us in the morning,
And in dreams at night,
Sometimes you are darker,
And sometimes you are bright;
That unwilling trance,
Was gone in a flash,
It was like in me,
Some moments had a clash.
I wanted to praise the clouds.
Taha Syed Aug 24
I see that a loyal cloud,
Is patiently waiting for me,
With a throne built in it,
Of great humbleness and majesty.
I shall come to you,
Just wait a little bit more,
For we shall be together,
And the infinite sky we'll soar.
Sitting silent and talking to a cloud
Taha Syed Aug 24
It is like you are waiting,
For something to come by,
For a golden moment,
To hype yourself high.
You want something interesting,
Here, I give it to thy,
I hope you like the poem,
Just say the truth, don't lie.
It is for a friend

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