nitin sahni Poems

There is no hope in the sun
It may end someday getting
Burnt to pull everything in its
Black hole, even the human soul;
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where love cries for love,
truth is under the dust.
we should care the heart,
that talks of the lovely part.
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They are still alive,
As red as my own blood.
They are as fresh
As your memory
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As I'm in cage of duty,
Dear I loved You though
I couldn't be free.
To invite you at my
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