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What the psyche envisages!
Sometimes I feel
I have lost something
Creeps in the sense of
Crumbling devastation
In the heart I feel empty
After looking around
Nothing is found missing
This is the apprehension
The psyche envisages
The pitiful condition
What will be ………
After losing the love one.
poem
by
Abdul Wahab
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