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PIECES

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Pieces of Peace

With teary eyes pleading
For a cause which is lost beyond recovery.
I gaze at shadow of death swirling me.
Yet it refuses to take my soul;
To the eternal dumping ground.
How villainous and despicable you are!
You! The ultimate debt of all creations!
How ugly and shameless you are!
You! The beauty monster of depression!
My precious little is snatched out of my grips,
My heart,to render heartless.
To dig a tunnel of despair and
To ease a free flow of river tears.
Agonizingly,I appeal to my glow of unhelpful help
Seek and deliver my wretched soul,
To your abode of accrued peaceful suffering,
So I may find pieces of prickled peace.

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Zameen par basne wale ab bas imaarat banana jaante hain...gharon ko barbaad karke

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