In the deserts of my heart,
Your name survives like a cactus,
Although it hurts when touched ,
But to me, the place seems so life less without the name of yours.
No one knows about that barren part.
It's only me who suffers from it,
Although there are camels and dates,
But nothing brings life to the place.
Once there was also a beautiful garden,
That deserted for the loss of rain,
And in that desert present in my heart,
Your name survives like a cactus along with pain.
-Sam
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