Rafique Farooqi - **A STRANGER

] When pain oozes,
from turmoil,
my desires flames to fire,
I know it will worsen to agony,
Present with dormant, and volcanic strains,
Upturned from ashes,
scattered beneath,
my bare feet,
My sole blistered,
with spark,
to know at real,
that i am still a stranger,
in your eyes.

Rafique Farooqi

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