aside STILL

Away from the repetitive drain
Into the shadowy chain
Human instincts still surface
Conscious inside the core

Behind the ruddy sun
Into the mufflered shore
That wick still illuminates
And nurtures that lost hope

From the bustling boulevard
Into the jagged jetty
That voice still inspires
Dabbing each tear I wear

Over the wooden trellis
Into green carpet of nature
That flower still sways for me
Saying ,sprouting seed for future

On drive by the stormy waters
Into the caravan of life
That companion still absorbs
Jerks and infuses that fairy

Where Jehlum and its boats hop
So is journey of life
Still,waiting for your blessed bosom
To drop few drops from your candid shower.



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