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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