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Originally Posted by S.H.Virk
Salam to everyone....
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I am like a person
Who has lost his address,
And can't return to his home,
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W Assalam
Goya ..... "Nagri nagri phira musafir, ghar ka rasta bhool gya"
A very short but expressive poem saying so much in a very small space.
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Hope u DO NOT QUIT reading poetry afterwards
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Not really. Will try to find the address now.
Ye living lamps, by whose dear light
The nightingale does sit so late,
And studying all the summer night,
Her matchless songs does meditate;
Ye county comets, that portend
No war nor prince’s funeral,
Shining unto no higher end
Than to presage the grass’s fall;
Ye glow-worms, whose officious flame
To wand’ring mowers shows the way,
That in the night have lost their aim,
And after foolish fires do stray;
Your courteous lights in vain you waste,
Since Juliana here is come,
For she my mind hath so displac’d
That I shall never find my home.