(13 May 1977 / Swabi)

A Hurtful Dream

Words are whispering
Into my ears for long
When it comes to me
Like hidden enemies
Break my heart like glass
With sorrowful ambitions
With trapping dilemma
Who can forget the trauma?
Of tragic moments
That gives you nothing
And you lose yourself
In the darkness of denial
No kind wave come
The light is fighting the dark
Finding no way to come
At last it fails struggling
No hope exists
With dying spirit
Every moment passes
The fear of loneliness
Vanishes all joys
Eyes become warm
It melts to produce
The droplets of water
Just like a candle
It brings new light
Warmth of emotion
Is very important
For a delicate heart

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