Saints of time in their pride
Exactly know how to ride
Dont take life as simple
It is not easily accessable
Life is but a strange string
Intervowen in a ring to bring
The darkness and dawn
Where soul is ready to pawn
Itself for the days to come
To be away from life toublesome
A tussel between vice and virtue
From the day one is to pursue
Communion with one in ecstacy
Declares the path of prophecy
Ordinary can't be extraordinary
On this straightforward plea
By being heretic and deviant
One becomes pure and saint
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2014 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful concluding By being heretic and deviant One becomes pure and saint thank you for share