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It's only now that I realise,
Decades of mourning will cease no cries.

Love and disaster sewn in one,
The eternal inferno I was destined to burn.

Damaged was I, maybe a little more now
Revived regrets into piles, and how!

Like dead petunias on the sea afloat,
Like blandness of a solitary piano note,

I fell apart from the world to endure,
The burden of a soul, impure.


  1. Absolutely love your blog. So glad I stumbled upon it.

    1. I am so glad that you took off some time to read my work. Thank you.

  2. great imagery through words. Keep writing

    1. That's so humbling, Piyusa. Your encouragement means so much.

  3. Such wonderful few lines which say so much. Wonderful work

    1. Your words touch me to the core. I can't express my gratitude,Arifa.


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