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By Shah Bisma Manzoor

My beloved! What do I owe you?
For the transformation of a life.
From a chubby girl running after butterflies,
dancing with the gentle breeze
To a dead silent heart that hardly now speaks
The tight sealed lips that no more smile
The mind that has died the same day.
My beloved! what do I owe you for such a gift?
From a sane state to insanity,
I keep on searching for you.
And my soul looks for the LOST me.
Devastated, dejected shattered, I am
Where shall I call you from?
I have lost the destination and the paths as well.
Come again for I still am searching for you.
All alone i am, shattered and lost.
The loneliness comes to devour me
your separation has destroyed my peace .
Tell me, should i die or live?
My eyes are still discerning the paths
That you walked upon to hold someone’s hand.
My heart still oozes blood reminding me
You belong to someone not to me – the devastated soul.
See! My beloved
In your love, What has befallen me.
See how my nights have turned scary and my days dark.
See the pains that have now enslaved me to extinguish my soul.
Your separation you gifted me,
The punishment it had concealed within it .
Did i deserve this in return of my selfless devotion?
My life is ruined, my happiness lost.
Where will I buy a new ME now?
Where will I get the orginal ME from once again?
Tell me!

Shah Bisma Manzoor, from Jammu and Kashmir, India, has done masters in English Literature and works as Vice Principal at a higher secondary.

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