Identity Poem by Quaid-Uz- Zaman

Identity



Everywhere I discover
myself
or
nowhere.

I carry no address
permanent
or
temporary, though
I am not in exile.

Paradise
dwelling in the heart,
Hell
flaming with all the agonies of fire.

Everyone loves
the story of love and tears;

in a figure less space
I
fill up the blanks
with
dreams colorful.

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