A Little Girl

A little girl sleeps
with magnolias by her side

and the longest lasting pink
carnations in her hair.

There are clouds
in the window and a sunny

tune in her mind and a dream
suffused with the sweet and spice

of blossoming, and a yellow
ladybird is crawling on the sill,

spanning silence with silence.
Silence has been everywhere

and is at times awake
where a little girl invents

flowers in her sleep
and all this by her side.

Taimur Khan


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