By The Lost Angel
Wish, I were a small fish,
Swimming across the endless ocean of my feelings,
Resembling a paradise of ultimate desires of my ominous life
O, my Queen! “Where art thou”?
Thy absence wings away from my emotions,
Making my life more painful and disturbing
Albeit, my life revolves around the fragile pillars of thy soul,
The soul that becomes the center of my every gesture
Designing my love-seeking thoughts
And, henceforth I owe you my entire life in your service…
By: Nizam Baluch
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