What I Think Poem by Aftab Alam

Many placed a ghost in their mind, and Lo!
'This world can't give me anything,
Alone came here and alone I'll go, '
Although we don't have faith on each other,
With many reasons that we suffered and kept,
Love touch of today may not have the same,
Thrown sandy Relation dust of hatred,
Thinking this many time secluded we wept,
Hapless- hopeless-ruthless with burning flame,
These all are measured in time co-ordinate,
With mental scale, all negative as we-made such,
Brethren-Though this World can't give you any thing,
Yet, I am quite sure, If you wish, you can take
Any thing you want with your eyes and love and desire
What we have, from this world only, not only partake
Disappointment has given me Pistole and pearl
And not pistol to kill self or others,
Leisurely I enjoy and with pleasure, I will die,
Change- Say your ugly dirty feelings - goodbye