MY BUSY LIFE

Around the corner, I have a friend
  In this city, that has no end
The days go by and weeks rush on
And before I know, a year has gone
I never see my old friend's face
Now we are busy, tired girls
Tired of playing a foolish game
Tired of trying to make a name
Tomorrow I say, I'll call on my friend
Just to show that, I am thinking of her
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes
And distance between us grows and grows
 Around the corner, yet miles away
Here a telegram, Ma' m, she died today
That's what we get and observe in the end
 Around the corner, a vanished friend
By Noormah Babar
CREATED BY SAMI ULLAH SALEEM
I HOPE YOU GET KNOWLEDGE.
THANK YOU

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