His Poems (Poetry)
His poems kept surprising me,
By reading lines written by him
Often
The mind gets filled with compassion,
How can I say that I have cried after reading his poems,
In the midnight deserts
He had to go from his poems for a long time,
Suddenly he got in a seminar
And directly identified it
Gradually revealed his political side
Which was towards the killers
The ground slipped from my feet
Did not believe how my dear poet
Can become a shield of killers
Burn his poems
Whom we cried again and again
Then suddenly read another poem of him
And changed my mind
How can a poet be such an actress in poetry
Still amazed
I am not grass
See my picture, his innocent face which has spread lukewarm sun
Think, maybe they put a knife on my neck to kill me tomorrow
So i can't even oppose it
Strange love me to me
Oops
May I tell him that brother washed his throat and washed his hand
I will have my clothes in the cupboard
I like your poems very much!
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