In search of death…
I wrote something today. For the first time in my entire life I wrote what may be classified as an “azad nazam” in english!
*sigh*
I know, that it might look stupid and low standard to you to be classified as poetry!
But now I also know why a mother is so proud of her first son!
And ,maybe, why God is so proud of us, humans!
But I dedicate the following poem to one of the greatest influence I have had, almost two hours after his birthday, Dr. Allama Muhammad Iqbal!
In search of death
In search of death
I have to live
To take the best
I have to give
And then to grow
I have to die
To be certain
I have to try
But then again
What I must gain
I have to find
What I must be
But to do that
I have to act
But all I do
Is just preach
But then again
I am just a man
But when the fear
Brings out the tear
It wipes the past
And lights the dark
And makes me prepare
For a glorious future
And makes me aware
Of life
nice one, really