Poems ✍️

  05.11.2025
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Author: Sayeed Abubakar

Illusion

At last she came.
Her name
Was uttered in the air.
My hair
Stood erect in awe. My
Eyes got upturned. And I
Got afraid like a deer.
She smiled and said 'O Dear! '
Then she came near.
I stared at her but saw there none.
She's gone!




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