RAGE: AS IF I AM DEFINED


                                    RAGE: AS IF I AM DEFINED
Is this the passion?
Or my childhood desire
Hold for second  
This is rage for nothing I admire
Is this the love?
Or my patience
Pause a minute
This is rage for a certain instance
Is this my dream?
Or my sacrifice
Stop a while
This is rage for life I beige
Oh! I made a life undefined
I suppose that my rage designed
My mistakes and sorrow
Are only thing in a row
Thou I expected to be silent mind
But left is all rage in me aligned. – Shuja Ur Rahman





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