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Let me return to past, let me recall tonight With me cries, each corner and wall tonight What let flowers to slit throat in my garden Who has invoked the curse to fall tonight My screams have woken people from sleep Separation to be mourned in rainfall tonight? He might be Abbas-e-Ali collecting tears Mourners have sighted him tall tonight Mirza, your phone is ringing since evening Who told you to deny her call tonight?
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Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 11:20 AM UTC
Rainfall Tonight
Let me return to past, let me recall tonight With me cries, each corner and wall tonight What let flowers to slit throat in my garden Who has invoked the curse to fall tonight My screams have woken people from sleep Separation to be mourned in rainfall tonight? He might be Abbas-e-Ali collecting tears Mourners have sighted him tall tonight Mirza, your phone is ringing since evening Who told you to deny her call tonight?
Poet can make you cry, while recalling his past. Hold on and wipe your tears, there is even more grief.
#karbala#ashura#muharram#flowers#throat#past#recall#memories#wall#call
Mirza
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Mirza
22/M/Srinagar
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 11:20 AM UTC
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