Syed Peerzada Aurangzeb

Burned ashes of my dreams
Collapsed glaciers of snow white
Eyes remained alive
Whereas the soul scratched by the gentle hands
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Autumn passed away
Reflecting in the grimy facades
Faces melts down
And self's unsheltered
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Harmony gone with a blaze
The farthest star lighten up
A remnant of the torment
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Lady birds flied again
Towards unknown destinations
Winds listening their murmuring for new homes
Their hopes living again
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Windows wont speak
But I hear them
What peeping voice they have
The pedestrian of history
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Adorn my thoughts
As though
The feels of the dissolute
Desired by the dust
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Cracking sounds of the leaves
Rueful graves of the petals
Decayed by the time
Sunsets will never concluded
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The clouds of madness
waving prose of the nature
words that disappear in lines
expression that fades in self
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Enduring lonely, by the way long Hayward of shores
An orient where odyssey's begin
And Peerless reign of en-kindled memories stroke
Where sun describes into dark shadows, and fire up his voice for the last call
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Earth is exploding with particles of flesh and fresh blood
Blood that is pure in its volatility and calmness
But there is no distinction between the kind and brutal in the eclipses
Distinctions ruined and killed by the hands of silk and sand
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Yearnings are mute now
And hatred for oneself growing
Prayers are thoughtless
And soul is swallowing
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