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The Disease-A poem

The Disease

I wait to see only me

and my powers deep as sea

thoughts of living for long time

lead luxurious life and commit crime

wish death for all except me

dreams to have beauty under my knee

smoke, drink, lust, I feel glad

see doing others, say oh! bad

feel nothing good except my soul

everything else worse in whole

this conscience disease is not spoken

my all relations are being broken.

© 2020 Muhammad Rizwan

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