Fathima Shihabudeen

February 22, 2004 - Thrissur
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The Hospital Corridor

Endless stares and aimless walks
Here nothing but silence talks

Suffering does not bring me closer to the healer
And joys don't drive me faraway either

Screaming and crying into the pillow
Doesn't mean at all that you're mellow

Despair and desolation in every blink
My tears well up and turn into ink
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