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The Ocean's Souvenir

Updated: Jul 17, 2025

By Kausar Kaashifa


Your love tied me around a rock

And threw me down the deep blue ocean.

Yet, you took the boat and left,

Without a glance, without turning back.


I shouldn’t have trusted you,

Or the poison wrapped in your sweet words.

Now the ocean claims me,

Trying to take my soul

Leaving my bones as a souvenir.


How do I escape now?

The water grows colder,

The light fades to nothing,

And I can’t breathe.


I’m dying..


By Kausar Kaashifa



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