Kishwar Naheed

1940 / Bulandshahr / India

Ghazal

Suspicion consumed me
As it does to this day

Lined by desire
I hid the wounds in my heart

You make it all end in tears
Values are abandoned

As if a thorn were pulled out of my heart
Tears spill from my eyes

Lights still burn but the place is deserted
Once faith was unshakeable

A head of snow at my shoulder
Once we were a tongue of flame

Loneliness is my twin
Were there ever such twins before?
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