With Every Sunrise
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Nosheen Irfan
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Many a trampled flowers
lie
in the wilderness of man's
inhumanity
but with every sunrise
glows
a new rose
dazzling the eye
with beauty, so shy
unfolding its petals
to set free its fragrance
and life once again
seeks
our arms- -tired from
carrying pain and lies
to come, embrace it
wholeheartedly
as you would hug the summer
rain.
Nosheen Irfan © 2017
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