Murder Poem by azmat naushad asif

Murder



I pen for an elegant write
My quill dipped in blood
Of the dastardly attack
On me at my home
By my guilt
The love I have isn't my own
Stolen from a moment
Which has long been lost

I break the nib to end the story of my life's

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