Please bury me and my thoughts
for my rights i had fought.
I was not a sinner still i am punished
no one ask about my wish.
Life had gone callous to me
busy in thinking why i was nee.
Where are those days when i was sage
sadness and sins were in the cage.
The world was so fair and so glee
as she was the one there for me..
BY: - LAVISH ALI
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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