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Weren’t hearts made for love
To carry the red fluid
Of oxygen and the genes…
Not pumping rage and blood
There is blood on our land!!
Hearts have lost their office
And sense of right and wrong.
In modern age and time
Cold blood reigns supreme here
Sadly, it rains on all tiers
From the high power drunk,
To green-eyed local folks
Envious of another growth
Spilling blood on our land.
A pejorative colour cost a breathIf you dare, for the love, put on a beret!Whether new or old, bright or fadedThe gloom and doom looms…
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
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Amazing write. “From the high power drunk, To green-eyed local folks”
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Thank you Muntazir
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Most welcome
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