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Scattered Beauty
And then
When the night nighed
Her beauty sighed
She looked again into mirror
Beauty scattered by any error
Her face is a piece of cheater
Expert as liar quite neater
Then smoke emanated
As if my wishes detonated
Glasses broke into pieces
Ashamed of reflecting her face
To my Love, this is disgrace
~
Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh
Tuesday 9th January 2018 3:44 pm
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