Not A Single Day Passes Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

Not a single day

Monday, January 29,2018
7: 54 AM

Not a single day passes
When there are no bomb blasts
Some fanatic may tie the bomb and causes explosion
From Where can we take consolation?

Who can decide our fate?
Why do they give date?
Take our lives as and when they like!
Kill self with detonation and strike

Allah or God is not merciless
He doesn't want cruel face
He has blessed all mankind
Live peacefully and find the safe place

You have such a nice religion
And gifted with natural resources in the region
What makes you to become cruel
And make the world known about different tales

My mind travels far beyond
And sees the holy pond
Where each soul takes holy deep
Goes still down and tries to feel serene

I feel sorry and remain sad
Why have they gone mad?
What face will they show to an almighty?
What will they answer to question"what have you done to help poor and needy?

Mind that you have no answer
You will be placed in hell forever
Force You to regret about unholy conduct
Why did you surrender when they tried to instruct?

pic: - Abdul samad haidri