Saqib Ali Wani

How many many paper dreams
A drop of water so warm in steams
Unfolded i saw but never understood
A smile once lovely now seem so rude
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The sound of my pen
Tells you my how, shows you my when
Its a mighty waterfall,
A wolf and its silent call
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The stories to be told
The newer and the olds
The million miles to walk
A billion smiles to talk
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Bugu a secret
The poems of blue
A secret so true
I remember every day
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