A tiny imbalance
In the curve of my smile
A slight dilation
Of pupils
A face less charming
In aesthetic geometry
Everything
Tells them about you
Everything.
You are too much in me -
Like poetry inside a poet
Or poison inside a suicidal -
I am oozing of 'you'
Like milk from mother's bosom.
Please
Put a veil of
Your eyes upon me
Hide me like God
Within the world.
*Kaanp Uthti Hoon Mai Ye Soch Ke Tanhai Mein
Mere Chehrey Pe Tera Naam Na Padh Le Koi
Parveen Shakir
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