End

It's late right now, but I can't sleep.
Stuff on my mind, thinking oh so deep-
These thoughts I spill, onto this book.
These final words, so I may look
Ahead anew, this path so clear.
New joy, new love, and so –new fear-
A second chance, my soul reborn.
I won't forget my past so torn.
No past mistake will be made twice.
My fate I'll set with iron vice.




Poetry by Ammad Khokar
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Written on 2010-05-30 at 06:38

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