Stifled
Alshaad Kara
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​​I walked in the swamp,
Filled with so much of grief.

I was so stifled that I did not recognise my own heart,
Drowning under those muddy tides.
My love was full of heartstrings from this heartsickness.

For any such lover who would be mocked for believing in love...
It would be a perfect sculpture,
Perhaps the perfect engraving for a long period of time...
 

 

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