I am writing my situation with the help of pen.
I am writing fire to burn myself.
I am writing all the secrets behind false laughter
I am writing sorrows for myself.
Every eye of the world as soon as you read it
I am writing a painful story of getting hurt.
All life between our silent lips
I am writing the alphabets that remain unbroken.
let me rest and those who read rest
That’s how I am writing poems for myself.
Nik Rajpoot
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