Conspiracy of time
Put me in the desert of angst
Thirsty of life
My throat was burning
Scorching heat on eyes
And dark was the face
Out of pity
Broke the silence, infinity
A smile quivered
The lute of the heart
Expected was a melody
At the end was but melancholy
In the sea of sand
Pool is a mirage
Not that there is none
It is hard to find one
The journey with the bare foot
Without a well defined route
That is what life is
Rare are unfading smiles
Still we moves on, mostly alone
When one dies, another is born.
mashoodkk
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2 comments:
MAn.. its beautiful..
I didnt know u wrote such poems..
is it the craft pf your herat or borrowed..
i am not trying to belittle you by saying its borrowed, on the other hand its just a compliment for a nice piece of work..
Khaleel Ahmed(Old Frend)
Very True! I specially liked the last three paras...
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