I hang on hiding pain in heart
Pain held in heart I’m hanging on,
Amidst life’s grave gloom, going on.
World vicarious watch as if fun,
From cracked mirror I’m peeping on.
Smoke billows from my burning heart,
I battle but it’s blazing on.
How self-seeking can be this world!
Friends as foes askance looking on.
My woes are out to wear me out,
Though hurt my heart keeps humming on.
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Ghazal |20.07.2025| pain, heart, world, woes
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