Poetic Inspiration
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Jazib Kamalvi
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Is it anger or is it disgust?
Is it of love or a pose of lust?
I astonish why you never turn?
Am I wrong or my complaint is just?
Though it is match yet is not a play.
Life is serious not haphazard way.
Thouh it seems yet, it is not a fact.
You are made of neither ash nor clay.
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