Scars Poem by Rafique Farooqi

writing some words,  
erasing some words,  
making lines,  
straight and curved,  
bizaare 
A figure of weird 
Dejected and turned down
I feel amused to win 
all the lost wars
With default conspiracy 
Creeped a way to figure out
Invincible fronts
getting long scar 
on the face of the history
Pissed like frontline of
Anti-terror campaign 
I find myself short of ethics
Glaceing up and down
Draw a circle around myself
fighting unpopular wars
I feel prisoned 
powerfully in the dark ages