• syedbushrashah 5w

    My each tear narrates a story.
    I sat quietly and watched my burning treasure.
    I wept silently and stared at the moon and the stars that twinkled to heal my wounds.
    The pain is now deep in my heart.
    Oh Allah! The world is so different to me.
    Oh Allah! The world is so cruel to me.
    It hurted a part of me.
    And no one are there to ask 'why'.
    ©syedbushrashah