‚ÄčThis is dedicated to my lovely wife Sameena Khanum.


I was but a leaf

one amongst the million

on the eternal tree

in the Garden of Eden.

Soaking up the sun

nourishing branch and stem.

I gave my all

seeking none in return.

Now, I am but done

flaky and dry

as I trundle on the wind

with none to cry.
She was a rose

soft as silk, honey and milk

dew drops on buds

held back on the verge

trembling petals pink.

Spreading smiles and fragrance

drawing in pain with each breath.
She was all of grace

hot tears, tingling face.

Imagined flaws black feet

blind to the rainbow in it’s tail

dancing in gay abandon

in Eden’s Garden.
The leaf, petal and feather

common current, different streams

drawn by divine destiny

came together ever closer

wisdom, strength, beauty, colour.

We are all part of that one stream

Who is the dreamer and whose is the dream?
Nadeem
31/08/16

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