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Blemish

This poem is the cry of a mother for her daughter, who died due to coronavirus.

By Zeeshan Mushtaq LonePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Blemish
Photo by Luis Galvez on Unsplash

It's been years since

you are no longer together,

why do you feel like

I am where you are

What should I do to make

a picture of anyone with my fingers,

it becomes yours, it is

just my madness or

you were mad for me too

O .. o .. o ..

Yesterday

I got gum on the way and I cried to embrace

what was only mine, only mine,

why did I lose it?

Yes, the eyes that I used to kiss,

why are you not needlessly loving me

If you are mine, then let my breath go, tell me

how I will live without you.

O .. o .. o ..

There is such a lack of persecution to the heart at all times ,

why do I not even know why you are so lazy

Have not returned to sleep, how many nights have fallen,

so many stars have counted their fingers

If you are mine, then let my breath go, tell me

how I will live without you.

O .. o .. o ..

You are the last tear, you are the last,

where is the sad heart now,

who should give it to anyone again?

I did not share any part of my evening with love,

without you I may have done it to you only.

If you are mine, then let my breath go,

tell me how I will live without you ...

sad poetry

About the Creator

Zeeshan Mushtaq Lone

I'm a student and I also have conducted a marketing survey with ITC Limited. Multinational conglomerate company.

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