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I used to sing love songs
And now there is no urgency anymore
I’m fine without it
Like a second cigarette
There is no need for it anymore
I used to write poems of love
But now death is more comfortable
Its silence making it easier to breathe
I have no intention of giving you that
I have no intention of being sentimental anymore
I used to blame the world
And then you
But I have no need for that anymore
I would like forgiveness for my naiveté
My childlike passion
I have no right to sing love songs
And neither do you from hearing them out loud
I used to sing love songs
And now whatever is left will be
Silenced.
© A.R. Minhas 2016
