Sanober Khan
Words are powerful forces of nature. They are destruction. They are nourishment. They are flesh. They are water. They are flowers and bone. They burn. They cleanse they erase. They etch. They can either leave youfeelinghomelessor brimming with home.
— Sanober Khan
Wordslike mysterious mermaids come and live permanently in the soft sweep sand scars of my skin.
— Sanober Khan
You areas fleetingly beautiful as a mother’s tear sand a father’s pranks brother’s bachelorhood and a best friend’s bad mood bride’s glittering jitter sand a handsome stranger’s smile.
— Sanober Khan
You are ever the only one want to give all the peaches in my heart tithe only one by whom want them bruised.
— Sanober Khan
You are here. The moon tides are here. And that’s all that matters.
— Sanober Khan
You are that one breath. That puts all the remaining breaths. Back into my body.
— Sanober Khan
You are the ocean to my eyes.
— Sanober Khan
You Asif I will write a poem could, I suppose write the mostsplendiferousone of all but notrightnownot when your handcar brewingwarmcinnamon tea across my skin not when I’trying to imagine what might happen if you beganfloweringkissesuponmeMy dear, how can writer poem when I’m already inside one?
— Sanober Khan
You make autumn mist taste like champagne and turn winter rain into the elixir of life itself.
— Sanober Khan
You only have to do one good thing to be in somebody’s lifetime of prayers.
— Sanober Khan
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