These are strange days
No dream, no idea
There is no attraction in the scenes
No beauty in the seasons
We love each other
See with incomplete eyes
In our years of desires.
Someone is falling
Those who want to laugh should shed tears
If you want to cry, laugh
By mortgaging our emotions
Someone is making an example .... !!!!!
Sometimes I want to talk a lot,
In the desire to say everything, let us hear more within ourselves
Some more silence
Some more silences are filled
Thoughts peeking through the cracks of life in these hours of the passing night are silently staring.
If I ever look back, now it seems that the pain of these words is less than the pain of 'kahi' anyway!
"Silence is peace" ___
Whoever has said ــ has said the truth ـــ!
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ishfaq hussain
Poetry is a type of literature based on the interplay of words and rhythm. In poetry, words are strung together to form sounds, images, and ideas that might be too complex or abstract to describe directly.
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