firoz khan Poems

autumn over...
mistakes of the scary seasons...
and the words pointing
seasons...
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one day a message said
just before it was deleted...
'really it was not mere me.
but someone else...'
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and then..
it was dark,
he said word...
then light...
...

after the last moments of that new begnning
he in dream, half broken,
went on to the valleys back
where he found himself, naked.
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thousand years back,
when i was in love.
i had a great passion on my world.
my world was me, she and
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