Naeem
A Letter
Oh, Forgive me, I bow
blame me not now;
-come and become closer
my friend;
-my brother!
Who are you?
Wish I knew…
Those eyes given to me
went dry long ago;
-I cry over none
no more.
Colors shower upon me
like gloom and grey;
-I lost the power of sight
forgot what is light.
The mirrors around me
reflects every anguish;
-every sorrow of life.
Will they ever perish?
The Mask on my hands
to me from you
I fear, I cannot wear it
because truth remains true.
So, tell me what is left to fear
when agony is all I see and hear.
Can you define me the face of joy
then I shall again show you my tear?
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