In The Spate Of Life Poem by Sidra Mahmood Khan

In the spate of life
Many left…
True behavior treats acutely
Just because of a trivial mopes

In the branch of dubious bloom flowers of distrust
Like this way; we love the most
Seems us aliens
Treat like strangers
Unlimited faithfulness
Never gets reward

Condition of unbelievable
Could not find way
In the long pause of quietness
Never again the chance of re-union
Ill-treat of relations
Distance become extend
Just dust remains….
Dreams break
Life's achievement takes away in seconds;
The shades of suspicion! ! ! ! !