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Sep 2010
“...Turn me away
from the golden gates of Paradise
for today in folly
did I cruelly mock
the secret tears
of my love’s
forlorn weeping rose...

The cloth of Heaven itself
now bears the bloodstain
drawn from the pure heart
of this
my now lacerated rose...”*



©Rangzeb Hussain
Rangzeb Hussain
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   PK Wakefield
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