I Say Thanks

To the return I say thanks,
To some of the stains is peace,
And a language begins to melt,
To bend in worse categories.
We felt importance on the day we met,
Yesterday, was there importance?
It yearly changes, the love changes annually,
For the nights are years, against my years,
Against my look and appearance.

poem by Naveed Akram
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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