poetry
poetry
They were the ones running the boats
Where did she come in the morning?
The caravans that were coming were coming
I wait for them all night
They were light bearers
Who are these people here?
They became friends
What were those heart-wrenching eyes?
They were done with lip smiles
The buildings were burned
Done with the construction of buildings
Alone from home she asks
Done with the burning
You are the burden of the earth
The landlords were done
(nasir kazmi)
They were the ones running the boats
Where did she come in the morning?
The caravans that were coming were coming
I wait for them all night
They were light bearers
Who are these people here?
They became friends
What were those heart-wrenching eyes?
They were done with lip smiles
The buildings were burned
Done with the construction of buildings
Alone from home she asks
Done with the burning
You are the burden of the earth
The landlords were done
(nasir kazmi)
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