Mine you are
Thought i thousand
Times; But all
False weaving
Was I.
Had intended many
Times to be safe
From the love
of you.
Ah! Your master
Smiles succeed in
Knitting the itchy
Net defeat the
Calm and liberation
Of me the poor.
Scattered the shards
Of heart after
Smashed by the
Unmerciful blows
Of a proud stone
With rumpus unheard
Complains mine
Returned with
Jeering and refute
O! Brain user
Will you ever
Get time to
Count the beats
Of my jejune
Heart.
How long you
Will fell the prey
Of this foppish
World.
Here my battle
Of breaths too
Close to be conquered and you
There are yet
To unlock your
Negligence. My
World so dark
I am left in to
Find myself
As a child left
Woods besieged
With hungry foxes
Searching his mother.
So broken am
I
But who cares
For fellows
Purses tattered
whose are.

Mir Sajad

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