Gazals 5
1.
When breath is over
you return to your origin
at will or without will.
But breath does not bother
who is retuning
and who is not.
2.
Wind is hawker of
fragrance of rose
When there is no wind
what happens to rose.
3.
Death is my company
since my birth
We walk together
We play together
Oneday
we shall die together.
poem by Devil Poet
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