Muhammad Shakour Algnash

Where Is Joy?

When I am alone I barely smile chuckle or even talk
Rambling and lamenting besides my heavy walk
My elf staring and swearing with his irked folk
The sun rises, so we ponder it is full of boom
A beam of hope and joviality sent by whom
End of the day it is calm during night only doom
Stars are watching since creation with pain
Looking at them as we lie and smile with fain
Wailing by myself or should act or feign

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