abdul bahis

It was remembered
by the touchings of
some powdered books.
i wasn't bear,
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Repeatedly whined
The day again and again …
The spring of tears
Dribbled through my face.
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Passed decades through the
Bridge of days.
It was remembered,
From the depth of my heart…
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He is the enlightening bridge
On the path of darkness.
Assembling of books
Who need peace.
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When I enquired
To play with my mind,
Those days to expand
Paths were frozen
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How many stars smile
When I walk at street.
Shoes make the friction
Show the result as sounds.
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