Poisonous Arrows
My relations are blood thirsty like hounds
They want to suck my blood to make hollow
Now I am on a ground without any grounds
In sheer disgust how conscious is to follow
On the face of it they are sisters and brothers,
But contempt and hatred took us to gallows
In irregularity sons have surpassed their fathers
The relations are nothing but poisonous arrows
What a strange world carries it on dirty tricks
Every one tries to play the given part in the play
A building has been broken just bricks by bricks
See the state of dirt and see just the dirty clay
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such an interesting write, Col Muhamad.....