Theme: Life


The passing days will never return
They go flying by...

I would have had them caged
But their feathers I couldn't tie

Those Summers of childhood bliss
That life of glee and grace
Those times often I miss
In running a losing race

In dire ecstasy I lie
As the clock ticks on and on
When does God bless me to die
I think from dusk to dawn

Life is just like a dream
Whole journey was a nightmare
My destination is only death
I realize in despair.


More By  :  Syed Zafer Ahmed Sayeedi

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