Finish Friendship
Elegant finishing cascades on me,
Abruptly, like an ability of weight.
How seconds pass! How minutes make!
The abbey of the heart is within.
Fighting us is a sacred conversation,
Excavation fascinated my life;
To evaporate I cry and die like them,
I have been always exonerated!
My fate is waiting, looking at me,
Pouring over my head and heart;
My chest seems empty and alone
For the body is estimating sin and sins.
Let them fight along the partnership,
Filtrate the friendship to depart from them.
poem by Naveed Akram
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