Unexplained Poem by Quaid-Uz- Zaman
Unexplained
How will the soul be living then without flesh,
blood and bones
with a house undefined?
The existence of which human mind
yet know not
perhaps that be with a structural design
uniquely of its own.
At the end is always a new begining;
A newer thought
with a visionary explanation of dreams
of techniques with twists and turns,
of metaphors,
of allusions embedded in life
here and hereafter.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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