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We often fall short of appreciating the little thing. We need to learn how to be grateful to the things that truly matter. We have to look back and be grateful for everything.



For a morning oozing with dew

And for a blissful noon with you

When the dusk keeps falling like rain

Also for nights of grief and pain

For the smiles once showered with glee

And for the tears that still haunt me

For the friendliest hugs exchanged

Or if saddened for love estranged

For seashells ringing in a jar

And for the late night’s falling star

For resting against Banyan’s bark

One day afore my world turned dark

I send a silent wish ashore

With gratitude forever more.


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Maryam H. Viqar

Maryam H. Viqar

A seeker, dreamer, scribbler, reader, writing poetry as musings of a restless mind....and yes 'the sight of the stars makes me dream' too....

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