Line Between Manufacture And Expiration Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
Line Between Manufacture And Expiration
As my pen’s ink dries
And I hear my heart’s goodbyes
I feel my life mortified
My heart takes my last few sighs
My skin is alive
But inside I die
Death is slowly crawling under my skin
But above my skin,
My heart’s beating.
Death and life has a very fine line
it’s happens so sudden
No clues or signs.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
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