The last time we met
The last words you Said
were not just words ,
But bullets in my lungs .
These beautiful clouds and cold Wheather ,
Reminds me of the moments we spent together .
Celebrating first Eid in your absence ,
Makes me guilty for my existence.
Scrolling through my WhatsApp
these days,
feels that life has left me no ways
I always felt happy whenever we met ,
But now ,
Your name forces me to regret ,
Your wait compels me to forget ,
And , even your thoughts pierces my heart.
-CH.Irfan.
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