Shameem Khan


The Path


This is the world in which we are born
with thoughts and imagination forlorn
High up in the skies with rose buds and thorns
Thinking of the doomsday with the blowing of a horn
when the dead will come out of the slumber and be newly born
on every command of God to which we will be sworn
and will be given Heaven or Hell based on the path we carried on.

Submitted: Sunday, March 16, 2014
Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Topic of this poem: Life


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