holding those cards,
the hand was his to win,
but he cudnt move,
held back, teary eyed,
his own thoughts lay heavy,
happiness draining out,
the realisation of it,
drowning in the deluge,
he had lost the trust,
he had lost the hope,
accepted unconditionally,
his actions were but empty,
dissapointment followed them,
an empty shell was what remained,
the tide echoing in the hollow.
tuta hua saaz hun main,
khudse hi naaraz hun main
seene pe jo dabi hain,
aisi koi awaaz hun main.
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