Virtuous Stands Poem by Colonel Muhamad Khalid Khan

Virtuous Stands



What a world is and what is its real flow
Every one carries a Satan in his shadow
No one bothers unless encounters a blow
Hypocrisy dangles and dances in its show

One face carries but very many false faces
Humans in their all hatred go along races
All graces just carry real inherent disgraces
Morally corrupt people go along stray paces

Tricks have taken over all valid commands
Market just swarms Tom Dick Harry brands
Lust has crossed all illegal, illicit demands
But virtuous soul plays very well and stands

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Thursday, August 11, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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