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A widow's life
Life is nothing but an empty show
On the branch of hope no flowers grow
Everything is dark before her eyes
In her heart only anguish lies
In the whirlpool of life he left her alone
By the hostile fate no mercy was shone
Her brimming youth has lost its charm
Time has done her a great harm
No one is there to share her pain,
Without her husband what is there to gain?
Her days are passed in great ordeal
Her nights are spent devoid of zeal
She sheds her tears
in the dark of night
Any heart would wring
seeing such a sight
Unrest and trouble are under her pillow
Such a miserable life is led by a widow.
poem
by
Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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