Life, will you ever reveal your scent to me?
Is presence hint of absentee?
This puzzling road is lead by thee
To darkness one can never see
Death, what come of life to human race?
If you don’t bring the persistent grace
The sands of time and shore of space!
You cream off them from firm embrace
God, the bemused mind and lonely heart
Are born alike or made to be apart?
Will ever come this earth to halt?
If yes, then why you made it start?
Written By: Ammara Khan
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