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Jul 2019
my soul wants to dance
but it's trapped in a cage
I see the sunset everyday
I think about my passing age
with each day gone
I have not grown
but only withered
I wish you to breathe on me
put a new life in me
my soul's garden has seen many falls
now it craves a spring
that'll bring back the innocence
and I'll smile like a baby
in his mother's arms
I crave a spring that'll forever last
my hopes have grown old
my feet have become sore
in search of you
please do not hide from me anymore
oh love of my existence
shake me so my withered leaves
could fall altogether at once
and make room for a new spring
where I belong in your arms

Β© Ali Ashraf
Ali Ashraf
Written by
Ali Ashraf  24/M/Pakistan
(24/M/Pakistan)   
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