Life Is A Mockery
Life is a strange puzzle not always straight
It passes through very many thorns and flowers
Its troubles at times are not easy to tolerate
It has its own showers and its own hard towers
In failure of love bleeds to bring but all pain
The real revils come out with daggers to butcher
Love or beloved become just sane and insane  
Hence present is molested and trial is for future
The injured heart in disgust dies time and again
There is no suture but few words of solace will do
Stress and slain may take one to gallows to slain
This is the strangeness which travels thru and thru
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright Sept 2020 Love Remains