I wrote this poem during a difficult time of my life. The poem was selected and published in an anthology. My situation changed after I married a beautiful woman.

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I walk randomly from one street to another

while walking I try to hold your hands

But I can not touch your soft hands

because you do not exist,

you never did

I go for a candle light dinner

through the light of the candle I try to see your lovely face

But all I see is darkness

because you do not exist, 

you never did

I go to a masquerade

I ask the guests to take off their masks

but I do not find you behind any mask

because you do not exist,

you never did 

I write your name on the snow

my hand bleeds from frostbite

Painfully I look at your name but there is none

because you do not exist, 

you never did

By Sabir Abdus Samee

From: Canada

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