The Future Poem by Rafique Farooqi

Past is forgotten wound,
awakened by tortures of present,
Longing malignant hands to
strangulate the future.
death leaves no flaw,
In her art,
and your finished breaths with complete, story
and replaced by new breathing baby,
that baby is your endless desire to live.,
Your image shattered into thousands, with mirror,
And small creatures dragging their food.
Your digested dignity,
runs in the blood of the crawling creatures.