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To whom who able to understand"
O my near and dear
Let me tell you my fears
Here ,I want as a listener your heart not your ears
Make your hands able to clean my tears
I am waiting for you since many years
Be a reason of my joy
So we both can fly.
O my dryness and my ocean
I didnt remember when you became my portion.
Promise ,never to leave me in this selfish hell
Because then I will never be able to ring your door bell

By :
BAKHTAWAR SHAHZAD