Poetry, Society, 3 min readAnee MuskanJune 12, 2019Holocaust, Pakistan Sleeping in The Dungeon of Auschwitz Sleep dawned unto like the bright morning star glooming in the eastWhat I was expecting from sleep was a few hours to relaxBut the dusk by my pillows had altered the plans way before I knew Poetry, Society, 3 min readAnee MuskanJune 12, 2019Holocaust, Pakistan