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The refugee’s camp

The refugee’s camp
By mohd. Arshad

In the deserted rented homeland
Are strewn the dust-painted awnings

No sun peeps out, but hovers the fog
No wind blows save the constant chill

Here, the wounded souls are dwelling
With much comfort around the clock

Their sleep is composed with no shrill
The roaring and growling brings tranquility

They are intact, along with well safeguard
Only the spook intrudes to bruise memories

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