Thursday, 13 April 2017

The Vague

                                         The Vague



           


                                                                Sitting on a chair
                                                              In dark silent night
                                                             Litting his cigarette side by side.
                                                                   Bitter memories,
                                                                   Poisoned thoughts.
                                                         Roasting in his brain
                                                                     Like gavel.
                                                        But my dear
                                                                One cigarette after another,
                                                               Will not help you to forget her.
                                                                 
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Location: Abbottabad, Pakistan

7 comments:

  1. Unknown13 April 2017 at 12:35

    Amazing MA!!!

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  2. Unknown13 April 2017 at 19:47

    yes. can't forget memories esp not like that.

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  3. Unknown14 April 2017 at 11:47

    wahh

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  4. Anonymous14 April 2017 at 13:55

    I don't want to forget her,
    tis' not the mystery for cigarette after another,

    tis' a fight among heart and soul,
    yeah! thoughts are poisoned, I want to burn them whole,

    memories are delusion, mind is in illusion,
    the smoke is envy, the cigarette is delusion

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  5. Anonymous17 April 2017 at 11:45

    Loneliness, memories and me,,,,,,, you wrote so amazingly.

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  6. Anonymous19 April 2017 at 04:53

    Amazing

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