Quotes From "A Touch A Tear A Tempest" By Sanober Khan

The intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.
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The intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write. Sanober Khan
For it is up to you and meto take solacein...
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For it is up to you and meto take solacein nostalgia's armsand our abilityto create the everlastingfrom fleeting moments. Sanober Khan
Love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and...
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Love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers Sanober Khan
I breathe in...the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses...
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I breathe in...the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses lefton both my hands I just keep on breathingevery momentas much as I canpreserving it, in my bodyfor the dayit can’t. Sanober Khan
Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life.
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Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life. Sanober Khan
I want to read every book that’s writtenhear every song...
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I want to read every book that’s writtenhear every song that was sung I want to gaze at every cloudand hold the zing of each fruit on my tongue. Sanober Khan
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I breathe in.. The sights and smells Of this city I’ve come to know.. So well I gaze.. Across the turquoise ocean Where the waves Liberate my spirit.. From its shell I breathe in.. The brilliant sky line Where the birds Emerge shyly From the dappled sunshine I breathe in.. The gently.. Blowing winds That soothe me Like a mother, around her child I breathe in.. The sounds of laughter Pure and pretty Like the golden-green butterfly I’m always after I breathe in.. The closeness, I have always shared With people, Who almost knew me, Almost cared I breathe in.. The comfort Of my home, The safe walls, The scents of childhood On the pillows I breathe in..the silence Of my own heart Aching with tenderness.. With memories. Of home I breathe.. in.. The fragrance Of love, and moist sand The one.. His roses left.. On both my hands And I just keep on breathing Every moment As much as I can Preserving it, in my body For the day It can’t So I breathe in. Once again. Feeling life's energy Fizzing through my cells Never knowing What awaits me Or what's going to happen to me. Next I breathe in This moment.. Knowing it's either life Or it's death I close my eyes, And breathe in Just believing in myself. Sanober Khan
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I realized June had never beenjust a monthmusic...never just a trembleon my lipswarmth was nevermerely a blanket. Sanober Khan
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I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories.. Of home. Sanober Khan
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Kisses explode when... someone believes in me when my heart cries out a song of thanks to yours. Sanober Khan
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When I write... I am in the fond armsof a childhood friendupon whose colorful heart I can hang the charcoal drawingsof my woes. Sanober Khan
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The world is thinningand the earth...it's still spinningmy world is thinningand it’s all because of one person I’m missing. Sanober Khan
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Kisses... areand always will be the only language that I will have ever truly known. Sanober Khan
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What ismore beautifultears, in someone’s eyesfor meor in my eyesfor them. Sanober Khan
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Tomorrow camewith the illusion of todayeven more fleeting than yesterdayit camelike it always comesand wentlike it’s always gonelike a favorite song in its final seconds Tomorrow came and leftleaving nothingnothing...but a familiarlingeringsense of loss behind. Sanober Khan
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Most of the timesit’s the hardest to saywhat I love moreyouor your memory. Sanober Khan
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Breezy daysdeserve the unionof two old friends. Sanober Khan
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Our feet are grape-squashed in memoriesour skins are still flushedfrom the touch of summer’s lips. Sanober Khan
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Sometimes the rainfallsjust for you and meto be the violinplaying in the backgroundof our loneliness's song. Sanober Khan
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I was coming together...limb by limb, after being brokenfor an infinity. Sanober Khan
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How....will I ever truly depict you? You’re perfect, my writing isn’t. Sanober Khan
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May this poetrybe the homeyou will someday come back to. Sanober Khan
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You wereand always will bethat first ever touchto have fertilizedthe groundbeneath my life’s treesthat first ever roseto have fragrancedthe rest of my memories. Sanober Khan
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When whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name. Sanober Khan
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My love is a winter’s mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck. Sanober Khan
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I wouldn't mindif life left me...winglessburnt to cindersripped by stormsscattered...like weedscelestially woundedwithout cherry blossomsto perish withbut I would crywith head held in my handsif it left me...unfulfilled. Sanober Khan
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Like a speeding train I am passing by... I don’t knowwhere I’m headingwith whom or whyall I know is that I will never, everpass from here againall I know is I’m skidding forwardon this track of life. Sanober Khan
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As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippers I settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag, of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars. Sanober Khan
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I live there... Far above the song-filled clouds, where the dewdrops touch my skin so bare I live there. Sanober Khan
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Kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue. Sanober Khan
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I can’t always tell what’s betterlong drivesin the star-spangled desertsor long walksalong winding tea gardens. Sanober Khan
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I live there...where the birds are infiniteeverywherewhere they fleeit's a place your eyes can wanderbut never see Where everyone accepts me, Without any pretense It's a place your mind can picturebut never really comprehend. Sanober Khan
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The ocean mist engulfs me, like a lifetime’s friendship honored. Sanober Khan
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...and so many colors I will have seen...the menacing greysand pine greensthe soft pink and purplesof springand summer blueand so many otherswithout you. Sanober Khan
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I do not want to sleepfor fear I might miss the twinkle of the brightest starfor fear I may never knowhow the moon glimmers, in the darkest hour. Sanober Khan
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Love was never meant to bejust a metaphorbetween the pages of poetry. Sanober Khan
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You touched my heart...ever so softlyand I realizedtears had never been...merely saltand the rain Oh the Rain! had never been merely water. Sanober Khan