Rafique Farooqi - DISORIENTATION

This day is gone,
Like other days,
what remains is uncertain,
looking back to steps,
matters nomore,
beyond that i was,
with a shadow,
now i am alone.,
Home is what,
Where i go back,
Put my shoes under,
the bed and shirt on the,
hanger,
close my eyes, and open next day,
I am the same,
the World is no more,
Like that,

Rafique Farooqi

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