Autumn’s Pain

Annihilated bit by bit
in the morn of September,
my remnants are flying
in the air, everywhere;

My eyes have melted
with the sun’s piercing rays,
your lips have dispersed rosy balm
for my following burnt days.

@ Dr. Nikhat Bano
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About Nikhat Bano

I am an ESP (English for Specific Purposes) Instructor by profession. I love to write romantic and spiritual poems and I find a great sense of relief after penning down my thoughts on paper. It has now become a passion for me and will continue as long as I live.

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