The People Of This Isle Poem by Neeraj Nawaz

Oh The People of this Isle!
Ornaments you face
with the jewelery of happiness
in the joy and grief
cast off the portraits, of a small land
we call as graveyards, that you have carved
on our faces, graveyard of dreams and happiness

Struggle not with the oars
to reach the shore
Rather befriend and sail with the waves
and let the shore reach to you
Let the time fork up the shore
with oysters of happiness and joy
with every slap of storm, in the midst of miseries.

Let the days and nights, witness
Your shedding off skin, of selfishness
and the saints inside you
conquering the beasts of your emotions
Learn to cradle the sorrow, in grief
And tame the wolves in the moonlight
Moon light of addictive happiness and joy