Speeches of my Soul always keeps me down.. And thoughts of my mind always make me fly...
The Cloud which I never thought will exist in my life.. And which will took me to no man's land...
Were Body and Soul once were my best friends.. But now they are making me apart...
The Soul which was pure now needs a rain.. And the Mind slowly turns to night...
Although I thought I live in green.. But the Mind never shows the light...
It was a SIN which I made.. And which became A Dark Cloud of my life...
Wherever I go it showed me Dark.. And pains me alot like a thunder...
The only one way I suggest my Soul.. To rain alot as it stops...
But it was a Sin which I made.. And became A Dark Cloud of my life...
Now the sky is mourning me.. And the ground is pushing me nowhere...
It was me who made it.. And gave birth a new Cloud of my life...
*Smile4ever*
nice poem dear Mudasir! very well expressed... 10.. thanx for sharing! Ali
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
keep writing.......! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !