Barno Murtaza
Everyone came when I was lucky
When I was lucky, they went away
Friends, when I see tears in my eyes
They added pain to my pain.
The times when I was rich
Even my enemies turned out to be friends
I was lucky when the deadline was over
My friend and enemy have become
They sank into my heart, the pain is bad
My friends are heartbroken
My God, they were only on my side
I was lucky to become a poetess
When I got lucky, I was full of joy
When I’m lucky, I smile
My loving mother also supported me
When I’m lucky, I walk around laughing
Author: Barno Murtaza Qizi
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