Day breaks and I’m asleep But I can tell it’s dawn again The light touches my retina Through the barrier of my skin It gently feels its way around The darkness behind my shuttered lids Then it sits itself down Waiting for me to let it in To start its morning ritual of Dancing with my rods and cones The caper sometimes morphs into A red hot duel that is fought Electro-impulsively in my brain Where the battleground is wrought Or we break into a marathon run Away, away from every one Flowing with the adrenaline Out of the arteries, into the veins I lead it where it needs to go Some days we waltz, and on some We antelope it out the door Day breaks, I open my eyes to see I’m wafting, floating into infinity
Well I am happy to have discovered you and that you have discovered a hitherto unused talent perhaps. Lovely poem with simplicity and complexity intermingled. I am pulled into your images. Keep going…let the poet out. (PS. the last line is just a little bit flat perhaps…if I, as a complete stranger – although a poet of 50 years – may gently critique. I wanted more surprise to be shown rather than just the expression of it happening.)
Mahvash Mohtadullah - The Roaming Desi 
Well I am happy to have discovered you and that you have discovered a hitherto unused talent perhaps. Lovely poem with simplicity and complexity intermingled. I am pulled into your images. Keep going…let the poet out. (PS. the last line is just a little bit flat perhaps…if I, as a complete stranger – although a poet of 50 years – may gently critique. I wanted more surprise to be shown rather than just the expression of it happening.)
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And that feeling continues I see…
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These things come about in phases it seems
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I feel the phases stretch long sometimes, not so happy about it M
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