The bad clusters are increasing day by day,
Is the hard disk going to fail now?
In good faith I'm still waiting for someone to defrag it,
By now nobody came down for rescue of the clay!
Is the computer operator thinking to replace the disk?
Files have been corrupted for want of an antivirus program,
Those who make antivirus program first spread the virus,
The whole hard disk is now at a major risk.
Your old and ancient antivirus program is now out of date,
The devils have developed viruses that it does not clean,
I don't want to drink the death in a number of sips,
Burn this hard disk as garbage, rewrite the fate.
The data of millions of evolutionary centuries,
It's futile to save it in a compressed file,
Sweetheart come on, I am myself an operator,
I feel your fatigue and I watch your worries.
I know you love me but if I am virus affected,
Forget me, do your work and format the disk,
Just a new operating system, the machine is good,
Shall not blame you dear if I am rejected!
Develop a new program a new man and a new woman,
Write a love story that doesn't have a tragic end,
Make a disk that is not affected by the deadly viruses,
Perhaps you are already working on such a plan!
Those who make antivirus program first spread the virus, ...... yeah; it's right but " The devils have developed viruses that it does not clean, " . I think this is not about the current world politics or current religions belief..........
A wonderful and perceptive poem. We are at mercy of advance technology. So true, Earth, a fragmented hard disk. A brilliant poem by a great thinker.
I don't want to drink the death in a number of sips....excellent sir! A wonderful composition!
An outstanding poem that is a reflection of the terrible pandemic period that we all are experiencing. " Develop a new program a new man and a new woman, Write a love story that doesn't have a tragic end, Make a disk that is not affected by the deadly viruses, " Wonderfully worded Akhtar Sahab! Lets pray that there is new dawn....Top Stars
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
..........cause everywhere the makers of world constitutions are crating the labyrinth among innocent peoples as the good or bad nations, race, third or first world, superpower and at the same case the carriers of present religions beliefs; they are scheming from beyond religions veils as the rioters