Life Is Burning Poem by Sidra Mahmood Khan

Life is burning
Flames covering candid souls
Sun quietly weeping

Mute tears forming stingless fume
Sighs, speechless eyes, agonies milieu dense elite
As vain less water-vapors resume

Who will listen to tales?
Those expend time in night clubs?
Have courage to jot down their wails?


Life is burning, when will hope of firefighter come?
Burning bodies among ashes and sparks
But still elements to live and waiting miracle some