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DREAM IN WONDERLAND.

"Beheaded horse, running in the grip of fatigue Chick shrieking, humming on the twig of a tree".  "I'm afraid, my pale hands tremble with tremor.  In the lap of tree, like a child boy unwillingly to school".  "Dicephaly snake, creeping around my frightened yard.  My look shifted to the strange man, with spectacles on nose".  "Tall, white curly hair with informal beard cut.  With magical power, dragged me to other side".  "The snake entered the hole, stood tail as message.  The stranger put his hand on my head and left me to sleep".

ONCE AGAIN OLD MEMORIES PERSECUTE

"To come to their streets, I have left this quirk.   In her memories, I was demerged into depths". "I was roaming in crowded streets, waiting   for you to come.  Although! I was shaken,  I used to take care of you  as well". "Your shadow also meant for me, I was lost in thee.  The distance is in flame, __ain't find anything to me".  "I used to get off odds and ends.  Many were of same stripe, I was of two minds".   "Oh, How will I fall sleep, so patiently, pale rider.  In your eld, hidden memories__ I will ride and light in gloom". 

BLACK HOURS

  Although I was immersed in the ocean of emotions.  Asserting oneself was to raise the  voice of retention". " Solitariness, the secret of heart came to lips.  All over, mild nights seemed of right". "Alack, alack-a-day, the silence of lips fell into heart.  I'm buried inside my soul, including my deadly thoughts". " Thou had grasp me in fingers of grief.  Giddily, it is enough to make angels weep". "I zipped around, I'll be with you in two shakes.  The fear of drowning you had quaked me in my boots". " How did I explain my painful odium.  Indeed, As loveless life is a living death". By__Aadil Ghulam Bhat. 

VALE OF SORROWS

I'm afraid of my  pale face and vale of tears.  Though! I exclaim veriety with profound grief.  Although!  My time was running like a dream in brief. I'm like a corpse, I have fear inside me. My own little world turned into a darkling dingle.  I felt myself bosky, like in brume, like in deep.  Nothing besides me, I,m inhume in isle.  I wanna  reap my each and every grief.  I've learnt to be patient from silent mountains.  I' ve felt the solitude of a lonely isle.  The quit flow of sea has taught me how to live.  After a long, tonight I'm waiting for my lost partarre.  I'm sitting at my window with warm blanket, quite ere.  Tired of seeing, I lost, I did not see anything from anywhere in  forlorn.  Beheld  dark sky at night, i found all stars  were stolen.  Look at the inside of the sky, how quiet it is, its silence wreck my pain.  By _____Aadil Ghulam Bhat

I FEEL PAIN

Nights are cold, memories are eld. In the lap of voice I was ere. Was harking some voice in late night air. I thought a Mead and sweet dream with perfervid. I prefer lenity so calm, deep minded with ease. I  thought  I  was  overwhelmed  by  its  grace. Slowly, gently I went to to appease. Like a morning breeze blew on my face. Her love gone quietly, patiently and stygain. Didn't live, couldn't slumber. Didn't even endure pain. I asked my mind if I had gone through the rain.  I felt hard pain. Again, again and again. BY:-      𝙰𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙻 𝙶𝙷𝚄𝙻𝙰𝙼 𝙱𝙷𝙰𝚃. 

ELEGY

  "When  I  close    my  eyes  and    think   of  you. Like  a  dream, I found  myself in  an avenue". "You don't know whether the soul is mine or pain. You don't know what you're looking for again and again". " My world came to be a painful and shocking halt. My heart  is  imprisoned feelings are grasp in vault". "I'm   alone deep in pain,  hog-tied like a prisoner. I've lost myself in a dingle. Behold darkling I slumber". "When    I   close   my   eyes  and    think  of you .  I found myself in the  last corner  of blithe     queue". BY__.𝙰𝙰𝙳𝙸𝙻 𝙶𝙷𝚄𝙻𝙰𝙼 𝙱𝙷𝙰𝚃

END OF MY DEPRESSION

                                   I walk alone,                  quietly silent like a hog - tie                            I start to wonder                         Is there even an end .                           Where should I go?                        Do I even have a verity?            ...