Fallen Petal- Poem written by Farooz Ahmad Lone

The walk down my imagination
Almost imbued in the color of sin,
Depressed, distraught what place, what city I’m in,
No day, no Moon, not stars nor the Sun
No light, just spooky night and I chagrin
Screwy landscape, feral beings and the fear up to brim
Hunting for a hope in a constant state of run
Oh my LORD! What to do in this grim?
But…. why me? What have I done?
Answer came, “your deeds made you a victim”
It added, “The play has just begun”
Nothing has left, only hope the weapon.

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