Khan Arshed

Man; A Weary Being - Poem by Khan Arshed

Walking weary, seeing and neglecting what he sees, but feels;
Hopes crushed, dreams dashed;
Cursing fate, wanting to quit;
Fear creeps, unable to quit.

Learning to hope, trying to believe;
When he has ceased to believe himself;
Whether his existence exists;
Neither his will suspends.

Calmed with benumbing modes;
Pleased with tempting odes;
Lured by sensual roades;
Fulfilled by filthy folds.

Hearing the cries, smelling the fumes;
Mourning his loss and ruining his soul;
Loosing rage on every face;
Trapped is the whole race.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

The poem is about modern man in general and how he's stuggling with himself and the world around him.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, August 13, 2012

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