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Where flowing rivulets wail their thirst
Where trails lead to filth and dust
The lark chirps of misery and dismay
Where the wolves lurk to snatch their prey
Where the breeze mourn the loss of love
Where mercy lies under assault above
The sinners are kings and crime the queen
Where honour and virtue have left the scene
Where money allures and ego thrives
Where greed rules and hatred drives
The Eden of thorns nearby grows
Where roses stink and gloom glows
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Saad Javed
I write not because I can. I write because I have to. Good or bad, I have to keep the stream flowing. Words express a human's disposition, so better out than in!
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