Asylum Poem by Rafique Farooqi

I want to hide,
From winds,
Sun and rains,
with umbrella,
of passing time,
behind the wall,
of existence,
the life is bitter and sweet,
the death is sour and bitter,
the time is little to live,
I may carve my name,
on this wall,
some stray stranger,
may know me,
and tell other,
what we call asylum,
is nothing,
than trapping,
In other danger,
and silence breaks with a cry,
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we must face,
what we fear to face,
and must know,
what we dont want,
to know,