2020's trance writes it well
With corono's cut-marks
Busy boards turn unpeopled
Codes' cry go distant
Signals run over the time
Time seems trashed somewhere
A universal breakthrough...
Italy cries in the tearful cores
Routes to Russia are off
And Iran fights the still fight
Sindh's smile meets an odd sketch
Inhuman vibes occupy her skin
Everyone's in mental mess
Life seems lost...
From Karachi-CS to Karoonjhar,
little lights stare into depths
to find the stars
In the belly of the Indus
People's paleness writes the story
The world's worried
Bloody basis, and the killing cases
Kiss of love vanishes somewhere
My darling earth undergoes a hell-spell
She finally rests in peace forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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