Aftab Alam

(15 th April 1967 / , , RANCHI,)

For Our Silly Worth


Who says death is cruel
We are cruellest to death
Whole life moulded we
Into the lathe of faith

Think, no death at all,
No love to fall,
Earth would have been
Worse than the hell,
'The desert of the deserts'

Death, in fact is a savoir
On this holy earth,
For happiness and mirth,

Still we are enemy to it
For our silly worth

Submitted: Monday, September 02, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 06, 2013
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