Pickled With Fate And Time Poem by Aftab Alam

When the snowy heart with gloomy agony melts
Then dream scatters with dying stony breath pelts
Ah! Night brings the dew to breathe the hope lightly
This is the life and hope that sprouts shining spritely

Life on earth is kingly, princely, grandeur majestic,
Plants, trees, rivers, mountain and hidden domestic,
The life whatever one keeps; is only lonely made by he,
Pickled with fate and time; blaming, claiming with be,

The cord of life is broken then knotted connected by us,
Ah! Heavenly creature lost in the lust of earth with fuss