zoya rasul Poems

A sabulous stroll down the memory lane;
On the variegated chariot of delight.
Amidst the rocky narrow streets of pain;
sometimes to the exquisite ecstatic height...
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Walking on an endless way whose destiny i know not,
A path which is steep n rocky, while sometimes it is not.
When at times, every step is so very blissful,
Every moment is so holding on to.......
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My heart aches and my soul weeps......
With woe and wrench everything reeks.......
And my horizon is painted in and out gray..
Hopes are distant and its hard to pray..
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