For cares that
infest the ugly day
Concerned looks, and lips eager to say;
But petrified emotions don’t seem too fair
For the love that was once his honest share.
A day without the
love in sight
Does not end the silence of night;
Vacillating decisions reach a high
Burdened hearts breathe a sigh.
Violent words
pierce the ears
Weary hearts start shedding tears;
Eyes escape their urgent task to see
As obituaries of poems are lying for free.
~AZHAR~
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Kavitanjali
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