On the dark nights, I saw a monster,
And then I wondered if that were my shadow,
Nobody can trust shadows even in the light.
That's my way to live on our suspicious life,
Could anyone tell me how to survive?
Or where the salvation lies?
In my neighborhood, I feel scared,
Even in my room, the plants are dead.
Does that smile mean no harm?
Or is it just as though evil sight?
All these concerns were my traits
And then, they turned out to be fakes.
A good start with a nice poem, Jawad. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.
Well conceived and nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing Jawal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for sharing this- -very unique write