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