The Night Owl, is a sad poetry about life by Munawar Hussain at Medpage I weep so deeply to get rid of miseries.
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I weep myself to sleep
with burdens that I hide.

Too careful not to slip,
the mewling that I did.

With every passing day,
it’s hard to act not pained.

I tried to be okay
and pretend to be brave
but failed to maintain this mask.

I want to get…