sana ali

Frontline warriors, as the media identifies them
Wending their way through the smell of death
White knuckle tight, in foxhole
Scrawling the prescriptions for beleaguer souls
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In the middle of the shivering night
My eyes widened with surprise
When i realized;
The shadow of death in my room; scrutinizing
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I want to write a story
Beautiful and small
Full of suspense and chuckles
Where everyone loves and lives
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Other night I had a dream
Eagerly I longed for what was not mine
To complete myself I had to fight
The destiny was brutal, never bat an eye
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Stay afar
from self proclaimed avatars
They will shred you like an ogre
And will shed tears like crestfallen backer.
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Beautiful illusion, delicately created
Soothing melodies, putting to sleep like a lullaby
then the chorus shifted
verses seething with vexation
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