As if life is an inflictionOcean filled in droplets
Purified in fire its pure gold
Like a good coin set
My soul image met me as if
Absolute stranger is met
Time was wasted as if
A blossom fallen from rest
Good memory is as if
A jewel studded heart at test
Tears roll down endlessly
As if stone hit aghast
Naaz -exhaustion is put out
As if one fights with his own inner self
Farah Naaz
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