Words
When I say, I have become
A slave of the word
Having lost my art
And the vision blurred
Thoughts no more vivid
Do I sound like a nerd?
Checking mail, reading SMS
Through the day I sat
Counting shares of the day
Transact on the Demat
To this distress my mind stirred
When I slept through a dream in html-format
Mustafa Mun
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