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Apr 2017
The heart my beloved is a grave
Of my silence and words you gave
I died in the darkness of pathways
Underneath the blanket of sunrays
Hangs away from the softness of my lips
On the gallows the redness of your lips
The evening cracks into night of separation
As the testimony of your beautiful reflection
I set there gleaming in the fire of yearning
Ashes paved the paths of desires returning
The dreams crucified on the cross of death
Life barely dangling on the nooseΒ out of breath
Dawn came storming in and they took you faraway
Where my voice cannot reach you neither my pray
Tehreem
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