The words do not hide behind an encrypted veil
They do not feel the need to sensor what they entail
There meaning does not seem weak or frail
I beg of you time do not make them stale
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But with the passing of days they seem to recline
I curse you days I curse you time
I succumb to the urges I succumb to the wine
For it makes me numb it makes me blind
A poem of dejection and disappointments about time while this a naked fact that time is the best healer.A good poem keep sharing.
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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But with the passing of days they seem to recline I curse you days I curse you time I succumb to the urges I succumb to the wine For it makes me numb it makes me blind A poem of dejection and disappointments about time while this a naked fact that time is the best healer.A good poem keep sharing. Col Muhammad Khalid Khan