The night is an endless road towards lounge of stillness,
and the urge to hear ourselves embrace us along the way.

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CHOICE

My beloved-
You are like
an unwritten poem,
Poem in my head
my choice now
to make you mortal
or keep you untold!

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Rust of restlessness
is on our hearts

Blacksmith of peace
died years ago!

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The sun that creeps out behind the clouds after snowing is the moon of the day, more brighter than ever! This is only a day we see moon changing its timing- from night to day. What a moment!

© Malik Suhail Gulal

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Trap me in your secrets
I will call it love
Make me a secret
conceal me too
In your heart.

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The night is full of silence and so does restlessness. The fact is that they're twins.

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