In sheer dejection one wants to touch brim of time This is how things are realized and just acted upon Man remains ungrateful and in a hurry not loyal From dawn to dusk and from dusk to real dawn
What a spice is a man what all he carries just along A guided animal taking conscious as his sole guide Intends always to collect wealth and life to prolong In all odds and tests is most illogical far and wide
Helplessness is within hopeless is but all around Tries to run from death which is just predestined His place is nowhere but from ground to ground He never opens up but remains throughout detained
Let me be frank we are just travelers in transit camp Where time determines our sole entry and our exit In the light of eternal lamp we either quit or put stamp Either we go fit or unfit either in-debited or in profit
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright 2016 Golden Glow