Patience waning
choking my heart
its her...
I grow weary
always waiting
I want...
She plays with me
promise of soon
today? ...
Still just new friends
the desire always...
to meet.
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Poem In Pashto By: Afzal Shauq
Translated in English By: Alley Boling
Book: 'TWIST OF FATES' Poem No.87 /Page.126
Web Link: http: //khyberwatch.com/nandara/index.php?
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© Afzal Shauq
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