Mohammed Nazeef Poems
|3.||Tales Of My Town||12/22/2011|
|5.||What I Resent||12/14/2011|
|8.||The Harsh Reality||12/19/2011|
|9.||House Of Pain||12/22/2011|
|10.||Prayer Or Sleep||12/22/2011|
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The Harsh Reality
When the second ticks astray.
When the heart beats away.
My soul falls to knees, weakening.
These days, time is growing stingy.
And I am getting closer to expiration by the ticking.
Its deafening steps are echoing louder, drawing nigh than I ever thought.
It’s so scary, people wither away so quickly like leaves in Harmattan.
And vanish rather mysteriously like vapour.
It’s a reality.
The richest of mankind can’t bargain their way out.
The most powerful have all failed to conquer it.
Skilled surgeons can’t avert it.
Nor can the wizards…
Every man ...