If you love me dear,
fall into the ever sinking pit with me.
Grow out of life,
embrace the uncertainty of death,
breath in the smoke of your demise,
watch your soul burn out ,
while your body remains.
Listen to the emptiness of the cosmos;
become it.
Feel the cry of the countless tormented andhelpless people,
in absolute vain.
You've been deprived of a freedom.
The freedom to rip outyour own heart,
and watch it bleed in your hands;
realise that freedom.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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A refined poetic imagination, Zaffar Qureshi. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.