अंग्रेज़ी कविता
Nothing dies like a broken day
A still window with nothing to look at
a hollow circle reaching no where
and a dream who dies in its birth.
Nothing breaks with such intensity a heart
which forgets to be sad a seed
who lost its ability to grow a mirror
who reflects it's own soul
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