MemoriesA Poem by sayed Mudasir AliPlease dont be brutal , do be kind ; A personal piece.By the very thoughts of you, I have become your poem. So spill your ink on me. Then see how far your words fly. Since I lost my first romance, You keep coming to my history. I needed you to perfect my dead art now. So where are you now? Where are you now? Now let me veil your thoughts. In blue velvet box with secret lock, So that you will remain silent and personal, In time to come; pleasure and treasure © 2013 sayed Mudasir AliReviews
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5 Reviews Added on October 28, 2013 Last Updated on October 28, 2013 Authorsayed Mudasir AliSrinagar, Muslim (shiite), IndiaAboutI write poetry most of the time. Beside that I work in the agriculture reasearch company, where in I check the quality and research department. Ethnicity is Kashmir which lies between India & Pakistan.. more..Writing
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