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Life denuded of soul
a carnal mess
of tawdry passions- -
love, cacophonous
dissonant sighing
from hearts of calculation- -
mechanical rotation
of day and night
in an endless cycle
of purblind vision
and pyrrhic victory- -
alloyed compassion from hearts
of adulterated joys
we are at odds
at odds with ourselves.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
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