Imran Basir Poems

Ah, what do I do over here, ​
Me straining with a tear, ​
Playing there with such a burden, ​
Sliding the curtain, ​
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Look at this thing, ​
Mighty as a King, ​
Sharp and painful, ​
And it could be tearful, ​
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This tiny Newt, ​
Beautiful and cute, ​
Swinging its tail, ​
Holding on a rail, ​
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Rose, ​
Crowded red, ​
As strength occurs, ​
Prickly as the sun, ​
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The Tiger, ​
Like a big threatener, ​
Fierce as it's bite, ​
Just be in the right, ​
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A Magpie, ​
As we roll the die, ​
The magpie swoops, ​
Its wings go straight to the Roots, ​
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Swooping claws, ​
Beak sharpening, ​
Wings flapping, ​
Black blue, ​
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Everybody Loves Cake, ​
Which Is Needed To Bake, ​
Our Fingers Tempt To Dip, ​
But It Shall Eventually Rip, ​
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A thing that flies, ​
In the heavenly skies, ​
Birds frown, ​
As no birds with engines were ever found, ​
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Tall things go high in the air, ​
It never has been rare, ​
Mountains it is called, ​
As the tigers roared, ​
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