Last Conversation With The Sky Poem by Murtaza Hashwani

Last Conversation With The Sky



Although my feet are worn to shreds
My journey ended nowhere
Because I am incapable
I have neither a lamp nor the ability
To search for a way ahead
This is all so difficult
Such strain that my eyes
Weep not tears but blood
Such is my helplessness
O my lord, my honoured one!
A companion
A companion

Last Conversation With The Sky
Monday, October 10, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: motivational,poem,inspire,world
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