Written by Yasir
All that time I was searching for my shadow,
Quite unpleasant to hide it away, I say!
The one who'd been with me always.
Did he fly away from me, but for why?
Had neither spoken a word, nor a gesture!
Though never expected it from you!
You did all the things I did, buddy,
Both pleasant & unpleasant faxes,
Pure & worse play, you aware!
I'm here isolated, having no pleasure!
The days & nights having no difference,
As I'm feeling the full set of horror,
And even you left me deserted here!
Still wondering & sceptical, my Lord!
'Why am I alone be chosen to own the penalty?'
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