Here is a poem of mine.. Do criticize it.. But the criticism must be "literary". :-))
"Wilderness"
I forgot myself and
It seems that I have plunged
Into a forlorn and fathomless sea
Of unknown length and nature..
Whispers of pain are creating a tempest
In the whole being of my existence..
I shall diminish to nothing
In a moment or two
But my sufferings will always cry
In the wilderness of my soul.
And your atonement will wait
For the echoes to cease..
(Safeer Hussain Saffi)
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