I'm feeling the sun, wundrian hwi it's hot!
I'm breathing the air hwelc's catching flare
How can life be what you want it to
Why'd roses blossom when they are not to
For every laugh there is a grief inside
For every settlement there is a separation behind
The further you go, the deeper it is
The farther you reach, the more extensive it is
Seeking Sikonia, the gladiator would rest
Destiny is death, still he's taking the last breath
Sketching the one who is sketching nearby
The day has come, I'm surrendering my heart in her disguise
Ah! The vagueness remained, no matter the clearer I got
Yet no regrets at least one warrior has fought
(Usama Ahmad Rana- Feb 22,2012)
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