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My Interview

The wall has grown all black, upto the circling roof.

Roads are empty, travellers all gone.

Once

My night begins to converse with its loneliness;

My visitor I feel has come once again.

Henna stains one palm, blood wets another;

One eye poisons, the other cures.

None leaves or enters my heart's lodging;

Loneliness leaves the flower of pain unwatered,

Who is there to fill the cup of its wound with color?

My visitor I feel has come once again,

Of her own will, my old friend--her

Is Death: a friend in need, yet an enemy--The murderess and the sweetheart!

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Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Faiz Ahmad Faiz (13 February 1911 – 20 November 1984) was a Pakistani Muslim Marxist, poet, and author in Urdu. He was one of the most celebrate…

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