har subah tum sochti ho gi
k patangay dhoop main
lait jaatay hain
aur galion ki roshni
ka intzaar kartay rehtay hain
apney ko balidaan karnay k liyay
khaan khaan kartay
chamaktay jaltay huay.
meri jaan
meri jaan
meri jaan:
main ne ab apni rooh ko
sun-na bund kar diya hai.
meri jan, main ne feray
laganay bund kar diyay hain
galioN ki roshni k saath.
mere kagazi punkh aakash main
oonchay ud rahey hain.
laga do ab aag unhain
apne dil k sholon k saath.
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Untitled Poem For Sarah
Matt Mason
Every morning you'd think
all the moths would throw themselves
into the Sun.
But they wait
for streetlights
to consume them
in small coughs
of sparkle.
My dear,
my dear,
my dear:
I have stopped
listening to my moth soul.
My dear, I am done
tilting at streetlights.
My paper wings soar,
brush
your blazing heart.
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