A Thought
A THOUGHT
Should I tell you of a dreadful thought,
That makes me breathless, sobbing and crying,
Without her love my life's a knot,
Without me she's a paper flying,
She wept for all my pains, felt my gloom,
Did not sleep when I was away,
The thought that comes to my mind mom!
Will I weep for you or YOU will mourn me?
Jahan….
poem by Jahan zaib
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