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Aamir Salam

Abstract Tragedy Thriller

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Aamir Salam

Abstract Tragedy Thriller

A Visit To Her Grave

A Visit To Her Grave

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When you were the key, and I, the lock,

No sorrow disturbed me in the heart’s deep dock.

I knew I was not alive as those around me seem,

Yet, in your eyes, I found my soul's true gleam.

Your presence lingered in each fleeting thought,

Crafting moments where only beauty was sought.

Your voice, a melody, both day and night,

A symphony that soothed my inner plight.

Through my veins, your essence did glide,

As though your touch embraced me from inside.

I dwell now

with loneliness, my eternal mate,

Weeping, for you are not there to alleviate my fate.

But I know it was destiny's harsh decree,

To spare you from burden, from loving me.

Forgive me, O Lord, for the love I gave,

Grant my love a home in the heavens, to save.

My beloved, will we meet once more?

Beyond this breath, through life's final door?

I sing now my last song, a sacred refrain,

You were, you are, and you shall remain,

My first, my last, my love forevermore.


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