bash Hasan Poems

The day is bitter,
The wind is scalding,
I am unable to breathe
There is a choking sensation
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Conspiracy
Gloom, gloom, gloom,
Visibility nearly zero
People wandering, stumbling, crying
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What is Love?
The sages say it is
that thread which combines
the Maker and the creature!
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Life is forlorn, it was forlorn from the beginning,
It is called life, is it really life?

Here the flowers of aspirations never bloom,
Those once separated, never unite.
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Human life is mere miserable solitude
in absence of a true friend!
The world becomes but a wilderness
in absence of a true friend!
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