A Rose Amid Thorns Poem by Aftab Alam

Rain like questions and clouds that give pain,
Loss and loss in life; I am tired without gain,
No one can understand me, never had they tried
I'm swimming on life's river yet I'm being fried

Why you did this last time and now you have denied,
There are many, they didn't care and now you applied
Why you did so? You ruined our mind and our life,
You should die or cut your throat with sharp knife,

I have never ever committed a mistake, did for you all,
For the betterment of yours and the situation of fall,
If you don't know responsibilities, don't teach me mine,
You know my responsibilities are layered like onion fine,

What I am doing for you people, you must thank Lord,
Never try to detach from heaven, never break the cord,
Envy brings blindness, if you don't know then must know,
I am no one to forgive but He unto Him we all bow,

A responsible father should not be penalized with words,
And who act as father and mother, don't make them surds
Never make a space for hatred, clean the heart with light,
You all will know me when I will not be there for your sight


Altar of a rose is above the thorns; sat singin', smilin', dancin'
So the altar of life, sat on sorrow and grief; winning, floatin'