Going Away - Poem by Naveed Akram
Going away is fun and pleasurable,
Like godly help that divides and multiplies,
Like food of winds and weather of all nature,
It is travel on the mind and disease everywhere.
When we return and conduct music,
We’ll earn a prodigious money
And our find is like a god.
Our god mutters disbelief at our folly
For the music is unhealthy and distasteful
Due to instruments that weep and cry over you.
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