Rescue !



In the midst of nights,
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in the pleasant falls of October
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one was dancing with the prostitutes
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other one was scheduling his dreams
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when his religion was trying to succeed
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some one was imagining his defeat
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As the bell rings
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the dance gets silenced,
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and the symbol of victory roars in the air
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6 comments:

my innerfeeling said...

wowwwwwwwwwwwww
bhae u r grt poet u inspired me alot wahhhhhh

r.alsharif said...

This one was very touching yet sad :( Great work Fahad!

Felicity said...

You write really well :)
typically untypical goes more for you than it does for me :D

Fahad said...

Well what i wrote is just what flew in my mind .. as if you think about your past successes.. So i am just typical only :P

Felicity said...

okay i'll pretend to understand that :D

JAGDISH BALI said...

Lovely lines.