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I am not writing any poetry
Not a huff,
Not even a romantic mood,
I talked to a distress
Unto thee of say my friend:
The suffering of pain is more than a pain
Words of distress
No longer I can't say either
The story of that night
That is longer than a long night
That night, my love had died before the dawn
How do I tell thee
The suffering of love is unforgettable
Than the love you never achieved
Middle of the night to about chest pain
When I could not bear it no longer
Then at late night I call a friend to awake
No longer I can't say either
My friend
O' my friend!
My dearest friend!
How do I tell thee
My soul grew dry that is more than a wither petals
No longer I can't say either
When the sudden stopped of time
I stood, Saw the closed distant door
No longer I can't say either
To be alone in everybody
Within a moment a known seems to be unknown
No longer I can't say either
The last thing to understand who she is constant
The story of the lost bright Star
No longer I can't say either
The door is closed
Maybe someone has locked
Alone, The sleepless nights of choking
One's that hard
Many pale faces in the crowd of strangers
Love is lost within too many hopes
How do I tell thee
No longer I can't say either
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@ Musfiq us shaleheen
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