M. Asim Nehal
Backbiting - Poem by M. Asim Nehal
I felt like itching on the back
Tried but unable to reach the spot
I showed it to doctor, no skin rash, no redness
Nothing he said, then what is happening and why?
I prayed to Almighty! Please save me from this
And in my dream, I saw two friends taking about me
And whenever they talked bad, it itched me
I got up from sleep, could this be the reason!
As the day opened its arms
I met them, near my farm
I shared my dream with them
Their face started to fade
And they realized it was their mistake
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