Take Over The Charge To Agony Poem by Shahzada Imtiaz Ali

Not is nightmare,
It comes in the real,
Covers over me and enveloped me.
Mind getting tedious, sense gaining silly,
It appears that every thing is launch vanishing.
Then I reflect;
Being born was, starting to die.
I retort to the conscious;
I never worried about death.
Then
Tears fall, and tears fall
Agonies start coming and fighting with my hope.
Ah! The demise of soul is start,
My conscious voice led nowhere, and
End.
Agonies take-over, take-over over head to toe,
And, it touch the capillaries of heart,
And beat and beat as necessary, heart beat.
Each part trembled in horror, and
Agonies take-over the charge,
The poem is written.