All These Possessions Are Yours

Those sad verses which wake up in my lines

Those depressed footprints which fill my shadows

Those footfalls of separation which tuned my memories

Those teardrops which condensed in heart as pearls

Those lamps of hopes which dipped in deep darkness

Those dreams of life which dissolved in sound sleep

Those scattered beliefs which put down curtain to waiting

Those cluster of words which shed in the corridors of silence…

Why are you crumbling, thinking you own nothing?

Are these companions not enough for a life time?

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