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Season changes!
I slept all morning and missed dawn,
The wet loam justified the rainfall long gone,
The candle while burning sheds tears;
How many leaves do the tree sheds during such storms.
Can never tell, can never tell and go wrong.
I am enslaved again and missed the dawn,
The thick blanket of white made it difficult to ensue;
But the fire within you made me amble through the valley,
I can see smoke through the old chimneys,
How many soldiers died in the chimneys of war?
Can never go, Can never go, in vain.
I can justify my Incarceration,
You’re Shadow which furled my siesta;
Turned to dark clouds and I live in dawn now.
Hope for the summer red and winter white is a dream now;
Who can count the blinks before a man die;
Can never know, Can never know, it pains.
Shamsud A
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