The Ugly Truth Poem by Ishrat khan

Still long to live
Like a immortal life
No flower grew..
No death arrives..

I as a motiveless fellow
Lost thefear of lord
Yet ought to be mellow
Strugglng with a sword

As a desperate lover,
Nothing really done
Striking myself into ' never';
Though heart is stubborn!

For sun to shine decline
Covered by its dark cloud
Overwhelmed in theheart of mine
N tranquility is unbound

Faith dogs are now cunning
To overcome their betrayers..
Zeal to blow off the burning
For thewords tht satires..!

Peace has no language
While peircing truth to bleed..
And bears the silence
For greeds to lead

Nevertheless heart is enraged
Through various enigma
And free birds are caged
And thoughts are shapeless amoeba

Society is all but rude
Filled wid only weeds..
Have its own solicitude
Of WORDS not of DEEDS..!