It is painful to be in such a mood,
Sometimes an hour seems an unending whirlpool;
Ambiguity sorrounds in such uncertain ways,
Dejection and loneliness inside the soul stay;
Irreparable damage to heart lays,
Whom should one console for solace?
Strange thoughts follow comfusing pathways,
Into the ocean of disillusionment feelings decay;
_Muhammad Abrar
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