Poem : My Story
Where To Listen To Your Own Sadness
Where the jungle breeze live,
Not every time there will be a door
Every time but where to get up,
He suffers from impotence in the home
Where to Wait for the Scent,
Then the air will open my wounds
Where do my Wound heal,
Your Wounds Surviving the seas on the coast
Where do I write your name?
One moment of isolation
Where can I borrow from turmoil?
Do not fall, just send the word
Where am I separated from you?
Even friendship with Sikhs is ever so
Where to find a sore mouth?
Every ray be attributed to someone
Where to burn down yourself?
Areas are bursting all over me
Where to choose flowers for her?
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© 2019 Muhammad Abdullah