Aye!the One who stays above us all
Creator of us and everything we see
Let me narrate what my eyes can see
In this worthless world where i don't wanna be
What i simulate are some worn out thoughts
Blissful faces that turned into naught
A stream of tears with perpetual flow
And empty hopes for the future to glow
People obsessed by the fear of sins
Pursuit of good deeds observed in a glimpse
And some people's refuge is a euphoric state
A glass of wine and some cigarettes they have
Sharp fangs of fawners behind their smiles
Dreadful voices i hear from miles
Hiding of sighs behind every laugh
Swift sailing ships and 7 seas to cross
There's a lot more that i can't narrate
Cos if I do so you will accuse my fate
But if happiness exists i can't catch it's sight
Or you haven't blessed this world with it's light
Dr.Zain
A complete picture of a lost soul, whose mind is so full of complaints but whose heart is still hopeful and looking for help from its creator..
ReplyDeleteAnd also shows the immensely conflicted inner turmoil of the soul..
Ohhhh i realy liked it.. Thumbsup..:-)
ReplyDeleteI thought this kind of poetry will make people uneasy or they may dislike it but these are the things this world is full of.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks once again :)
Anytyme.. :)
ReplyDeleteThat's lovely. But what I believe is that if we learn why we were created by our creator. The life will become easy.
ReplyDeleteLike i said this kind of poetry may not be applaused ;)
ReplyDeleteI understand ur point of view and really enjoyed reading it's every sentence specially ......empty hopes for the future to glow.
ReplyDeletethank you :)
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