As an innocent nun with a clever monk
Submits as a sacred duty to go to bonk
When she knows the secret like a wonk
Then she is withered like rose to conk
This world is like a bitch like a whore
Which takes innocent door to door
Apparently act is heinous to abhor
But the innocence is to admire to adore
The faces are darker than they seem
Darkness eats up glare of light beam
Wickedness travels in a group in team
Veils stop streak of light just to gleam
What all is worship and what is lust
Are fully hidden under the dirty dust
What in hands remains as a must
Is in shame and shambles just to rust
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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I would like to translate this poem
So nicely envisioned, interesting one. A stunning composition I like most. ... 10