Rivalries That We Keepeth, Distracteth, Poem by Aftab Alam

Rivalries that we keepeth, distracteth,
It goes up to grave, ye know the death,
All knows it, but nay, you will not know!
When ye know, you yourself will show,
Without any use with labyrinth confuse,

Rivalries and pleasure got a relation,
Pleasure; a jerk, a chaos, a commotion,
One that acquired the sure knowledge,
They are away from rivalries; out hedge,
Use sure knowledge and never misuse,

Inferno fire is far yet we are into desire fire,
Lust killed the love and peace killed the dove
Sure knowledge will take you to sure vision,
Love is love and peace is peace, have revision,
That day when you will be asked after diffuse,

Measure your pleasure, the lust desire to cease,
Brethren-I prithee, don't do wrong- please