Slow Poison Poem by Sadiqullah Khan
Slow Poison
In the beginning
I had my own stories
Stories of love
And my own songs
Some thing happened
Some people
Strange people
And angry people
I forgot my songs
Love vanishing
Where are
I am now
Where is my beauty
Happiness I long for
And
A design
Some people stole every thing
Others robbed me
In day light
Some new language
And stories
Those are not my stories
Whose design
In the great game of the things
Whose designs
Freedom for whom
I want my songs back
Leave me to my fantasies
I am a traveler of the dark
No hope
All despair
But I know
Let the world see my beauty once
Stop your slow poison
In my fits of madness
I see heaven
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4/24/2024 5:06:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
this too a realistic picture of life...we face contrastive features in life...all the dreams seem to be shattered...but still consistency and hope should be sorted for...The last line contains the gist.... In my fits of madness I see heaven **Abha**