(13 May 1977 / Swabi)


So miserable at this stage
Feeling thorn like something
Hidden in the thoughts
Suppose it is your touch
Of glances with my sorrows
Think, if you were me
Feeling headaches
When lonely
The extreme of thoughts
Will touch the “Himalayas”
But the intensity of emotions
Can pass through the imagination
Feeling thorn like something when lonely
Think, what will be the atmosphere?
If something is repeating, again and again
The tension and the headache
How can be changed?
The headache, just the headache
The nerves of the head going down
O, stop this nonsense,
I can't bear them all
O, my mind bring new thoughts
As I have lost all
My happy thoughts
For God sake bring new thoughts.

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