Without marking dawn
I am approaching dusk
That a vague verse
Holds my destiny
In a world full of mosques
No minaret reaches the God
No dome holds the prayer
So close to it's *****
What do you say?
To a person challenged
By drama of stars.
Mournfully!
With nerves full of despair
In an undecided future
He has to live by hope
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 7:17 AM UTC
Without marking dawn
I am approaching dusk
That a vague verse
Holds my destiny
In a world full of mosques
No minaret reaches the God
No dome holds the prayer
So close to it's *****
What do you say?
To a person challenged
By drama of stars.
Mournfully!
With nerves full of despair
In an undecided future
He has to live by hope
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