Afzal Zubair
1 min readJun 11, 2017

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Crests of Joy & Troughs of Sadness

Was in the troughs of emptiness and saddness
And craving for somone to heal my wounds

You were the light in the dark showing me the path

You were my healing weed, my ointment

You for some moments but made my day
You made me feel high, blessed & crazy

I touched the crest of joy and Happiness
The “Matchless Happiness” I ever had in my life

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