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New post from Arina Asgar

GOLD Of HER LIFE

An unadorned gal having nae daydream of own,
Fam said sound to this or that vocation;
To them never she said nae;
For all their bidding she give a nod.

She relish the versatility in her pen;
But there's no rose without a thorn.
The world are green with envy to her fate;
To which her kindness is the bold riposte.

She nab the masses owning hate;
Then inaugurate the hidden snakes.
While quashing stones on the struggle bus;
Gold of her life hugged the Gal.

                        Arina Asgar

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