Glad Times - Poem by Naveed Akram
The existence is glad and lonely at times,
To forget is to remember,
Never can we forget our whole life, though.
Glad news becomes fodder and food
For me and you, for those in danger or not.
Let the sure tricks prove worth it,
Let a knowing man be an angel in the end.
Then heavens and hells collide for the wits
And the intellects, these also collide.
You must remember a story of joy
And not develop a tragedy.
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