Gulam Abbas Hashmi

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Final Hour (Acrostic) - Poem by Gulam Abbas Hashmi

Forecasted, this is to the world
In very crystal words
Nobody stays
Although, every one of us
Looks as if they are here to stay

Hoot or howl it will not halt
Once the clock starts to deceive
Until your turn you wander here
Rotten then you shall leave

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 7, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, August 23, 2010


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