Abdul Malik Rauf
I am dying in the solitude, Crying is just my attitude. Situations devastated my life, Their words injured me like a knife. Tears are mixed with dust on my face, I lost everything in my life like a race. I prefer death because it is easy, Time is going fast and I am lazy. see my life and have clear look, You will find a lot of words in an empty book. I don’t need what I have, I do not have what I crave.
