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1 " Call me not to quietI shall break the chainsWith my inkBleeding brave. "
― Atif Khurshid Wani , The Shattered She
2 " Entangled in enmityWithin the bushesWith laid venomIn its hinterland.Inside twirled in woodsThe pines of frontierBroken aghastGrooves holding downWith crests I carry.The coppice in heartCarrying the burdenOf million heartsThicket as jungleDark as caveI am with heavy heart. "
3 " Smelt her soulShy eyes rocked my cradleHer roman nose like a DuchessBy then her face went awayImaginations also stuckFinally moon went awayAnd I brooded up to skies Did his eyes met my face?Yes they did,With thud of loveFell on the velour of roses. "
4 " Call me its successorOf slippery little worldHanging on the hedgeWith moist rim eyesI lay upon my couchWith confusing sleepOf my stretched life. "
