At The End Poem by Afzal Shauq
At The End
Whenever...
I feel near
the end...
I become hungry
I thirst
Once again
I search for sustenance.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.317/Page.394
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Poet's weblog: www.tolafghan.com/members/afzalshauq
© Afzal Shauq
‘I search for sustenance.’ ~ driving force to deny end… Nice diction 10 Ms. Nivedita UK
You never know how much you love and/or enjoy something until you feel it slipping away... beautifully written.
Its the cycle of man's urges a fleeting satisfaction soon to crave.....well done in a succinct way!
short and sweet yet powerful enough to touch me.. great write..10
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4/16/2024 11:30:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
i found out, these are beautiful..grace..