A Sigh Poem by Shameem Khan

A Sigh



The lark is soaring high
Soldiers are ready to die
People ask the question why
The nations do not have peace but only cry
Many men would only shy
from the battle and defy
the rules of law and ply
on the principles of Heaven which is so glorious and up so high
There is peace only in the sky
when will we progress asks the world with a sigh

Tuesday, March 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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