Inevitable
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Smiles turn to stone
The beastly claws of time
Hunt the unsuspected
Torn wings plunge to death
Sharp pulls and twists of life
Rip the heart and make it bleed
Bursting with life a moment ago
Cold, lifeless pieces scatter
Through the savage winds of circumstance
Hand that waters, plucks the flower
The flow of life suddenly freezes
Wrapped in the folds of mystery
Will ever be the designs of destiny
Unsolved riddles through ages
Scribbled in the yellowed pages
Adding nothing to the meaning
The end is inevitable.
Nosheen Irfan © 2016
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