Glasshouse Of Conscience Poem by akram saqib

Glasshouse Of Conscience

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You would hear no doubt
No sounds within
And no voices without

In this soundless world
A strange knowledge would sprout

Warning you about the sounds
That chases like the hounds

Voices of the satanic deeds
Rhythmic beats of false creeds

Listen them with alacrity
Of thoughts and of mind
Focus on your goal alone
And always be determined

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rehana Nazli 04 October 2009

The conscious awareness comes through listening to your inner self; learning about one's self in multiple contexts. Goals are determined through this awareness of self too. Its good to focus one's mind on what one wants to achieve well in life.

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Shams Tahir 30 September 2009

really those who lives in glasshouss must not throw stones at others

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