TAYYABA NOOR

Abstract Tragedy Thriller

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TAYYABA NOOR

Abstract Tragedy Thriller

THE FEEBLE FAITH

THE FEEBLE FAITH

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Roses red, 

Cozy bed. 

In a dim yellow;

Lovely room. 


Where the bride is carried, 

In the arms of;

Her newly wed groom. 


Time passes, 

Like the waves of ocean. 

Love needs a trustful, 

Soul submission. 


She feels on her face, 

The warmth of the sun. 

From the window of room, 

Where she was the only one. 


She found herself in her bridal dress, 

But as for the jewellery, 

Not a single thread. 


She searched, 

For her so called husband. 

Unaware of, 

That she was abandoned. 


She searched for her stuffs, 

But found only tissue puffs. 

Which the man made her smell last night, 

And looted her away, for he was bright. 


So fellows, never marry, 

Without any query. 

Don't lose your heart, 

In such an easy way. 

And it shall keep, 

Heartbreak at bay. 


     


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