in summers, blossom of upcoming spring
swings on my front door.
and i ask the autumn , y my words diminishing?
tonight, my mind occupied with those spent moment
still i wonder how the fresh air plays outside with dark leaves?
carnival, yes a carnival,
farewell create to my burning heart
like a fading long night outside in stream!!
describe my un-uttered sleepy words
awaken them up
yes i want to scratch the pain out of me...!!
hiramalik
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