Closed Doors Shifa Naseer My Poems October 24, 2019 1 Minute I stand at crossroads, I stand alone. I stand in desperation, I stand in need of help. Staring at failure, behind me and ahead I look and I see closed doors, I see the end. Could it be that this was the last chapter? The pages have finished and I can see the binding? It’s the end? Share this:TwitterFacebookTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Shifa Naseer The day with its brightness; the night with the dark; the heart with illumination; the soul with the spark! That is who I am. A part of the universe; a part of whole wide world. View all posts by Shifa Naseer Published October 24, 2019
