Sarmad El samad
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No longer do I find myself being haunted by an image. No longer do I find myself being haunted by an image.
The joy of mutual self-giving.” The joy of mutual self-giving.”
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
Never again depend on a single ruler. Never again depend on a single ruler.
Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
The poem shows all the phases of life. The poem shows all the phases of life.
The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart
I let my pain rot like a grape, And make alchohol of my ink, And then, I just drink, drink,... I let my pain rot like a grape, And make alchohol of my ink, And then, ...
In the modern era, we purchase their labor and transform them into slave with depraving In the modern era, we purchase their labor and transform them into slave with de...
All for one and one for all, That is unity. All for one and one for all, That is unity.
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
But one fine day, many years later, your daughter too will have an angel to see. But one fine day, many years later, your daughter too will have an angel to see.
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun
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