What if, I live for the self?
What if, I think life, a curse?
What If, I paint ugly to this world?
What if, I bring pain and agony?
I think, the sufferer is only me and my self
The path that goes straight,
And we deviate unknowingly,
Misled into the pitch darkness,
Immemorial candle lit for the oneness,
Why can't reason justifies, to the self?
I never walk on the path of dead end,
Unto the heavenly light, I always bend,
Slowly, unknowingly, I climb, I ascend,
Bathed with the shower, from up, that descend,
Ignite a peace candle into the heart to light,
Love sparkles, through the lovely eyes bright
Aftab Alam
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