Khalid Hamid Changal

This day, I wished to cry
But then I ask me, why
The world is too cruel for your tears
So let's bury all your desires and all your fears
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Tonight Where are you now?
Who lies beneath your spell tonight? Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight?
Those “Fabrics of Cashmere–“ ”to make Me beautiful–“ “Trinket”– to gem– “Me to adorn– How– tell”– tonight?
I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates– A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight.
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Try killing your shadow
In the caged prison within my head
But I fail, I can't
can't do
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Like a bursting vessel
Pulsating, agonised and swell

Like a dropp of sweat on a buried body
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