Hope. Poem by zahin siddiqi

Meet a yogi on the way
Meditative incarnation.
He was upset to see me
He wanted to know how I was.
He said the year will go well
Dark nights will reduce durability
The night will be illuminated by their light.
No child will cry because of hunger
Everyone will be asleep in happiness
The texture will bear the harvest of love.
I believe there will be no robbery
Injustice will be far away,
No one will spend the day of suffering in injustice,
The year of peace will come.
In the darkness of tears and smoke
Don't cut time like in the past
No one will be homeless.
The bourgeoisie, the communal evil
And the corrupt will get the ultimatum.
New rice eating festival will be in new taste
New day is coming, wait and welcome her.
Than a saint joined Yogi
The same essence of speech
The inevitable truth 'disappears
Nobody knows
Great man, Sufis get good news in pursuit
They can count the waves.
Affected world, affected motherland
To keep a cheerful heart and mind happy
By the grace of God,
In the love of the Creator.
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Zahin Siddiqi.
30/7/21