Why is he angry with me, only God knows.
On this land of mine, this is the only story of pain, There are some stories of the past, some people are strangers.
I left the world to embrace it,
Why is he angry with me, only God knows.
I have surpassed the limits of age,
Now he is no longer destined for me.
I may not be addicted to you, but still, let me tell you,
They still shine, the winehouses of your eyes.
When I become a candle burning on the previous night,
The moths of your memories come quietly.
You betrayed me and erased yourself from every heart,
Famous are the tales of your love in the world.
On this land of mine, this is the only story of pain,
There are some stories of the past, some people are strangers.
One day, they will plunder in your alleys,
They will come, I swear, to take away your love.
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Shanza Riaz
"Passionate poet and wordsmith exploring the beauty and complexities of the human experience through sonnets, haikus, and free verse. Join me on this journey of self-discovery through the power of words''.
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