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Nov 2018
i know, since the moment of no time
i just passed by my written dreams on a paper so white,
and now, when they are accompalished,
i am amused by my silent inside,no hives!!


its for the sake of living, breathing
its for being called as a legend of fulfillment
not for my own demons i chose the real attire
it was for sake of social stigma, norms and desires!!


i cant undo times of times,
yes, these places will change, faces will go,
but,
i cant rephrase my already sung rhymes,
those affected deeply hearts of naive, of lovers without robes!!


my footsteps lead me to somewhere unknown,
i am gleeful on little memory of their traces,
they just come, and likewise they go,
but stays deep inside my solemn heart, a regret of deception, a feeling of being sold!!




hiramalik
Hira malik
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Hira malik  31/F/Pakistan
(31/F/Pakistan)   
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