DESIRESUNKNOWN
What to say about my memories
I find no space for selfwithin me
Your coming and waking me up
I lost you every timeyou woke me up
I went on walking in lonely desert
In scorching heat
There were notreesor shade
Only love's prayers were with me
You have every right to keep distance
But you are my wish and will remain
In every prayers of mine
Nowadays there happensmurder at
Every nook and corner
But no trace of murderer anywhere
What type of justice is this?
Have you ever visited poor men's hutment
You will find children without ch
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