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Har shamm'aa bujhi
rafta rafta barson mein marasim
bante hain |
I
fetched darkness bit by bit, And
slowly did my dreams split. The
human heart got its due, maybe
‘twas not worth the grit.
relations
take sowing of ages, YOU
can’t snap in one moment, to
part from I, me and myself, YOU’ll
have to treble the attempt.
the
ruin took it’s toll on me, and
the smog is all around, a
lasting pall of gloom is now
what my abode surround.
the
heartburn was so soothing, I
was the one, who did preen, The
smoldering was so cozy, that
I savored the pyre serene.
Distance
made heart grow fonder, The
lost love I miss a lot, My
tranquility is taken over,
by
“++++++’s” thought.
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