Photos torment us
By Nik Rajpoot
Sometimes the eyes pop up while sitting.
Some old pictures haunt us.
in front of my eyes again and again
They sprinkle salt on our wounds.
where you ended your life
He takes her back by holding hands.
Makes this face cry full of heart
Refreshes old wounds.
Nights wake up from sleep, this is alcohol
It is he who makes us sleep for some time.
Nik Rajpoot
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