Farheen Viquas Biography

Here, I see my past snooping by my side
With myriad memories and anecdotes swooping my stride
Took a note of one and the other kept calling
With a gleam in their eyes; they started bawling
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Sitting inside my cocoon
Watching rain fall
Wishing to accompany the rain to rejoice time together
The water gushing the aisle, I think of my childhood times
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There I was a few hours ago

I did feel that my countrymen were too low
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Petrichor smell in a whiff of air
Nocturnal darkness; the sound of raindrops,
Boom! Roars the the sky
Swoosh! Splatter and touch of water
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