The answer came
From up above high
The messenger who brought it
Was shinning so bright
She gave me the letter
And smiled sadly to me
She said it’s the answer
Which I appealed
I took the letter
With trembling hands
Slowly tenderly
I opened it with despair
Peeling away like a shell
Like breaking open my fate
My life ended in these few lines
“O dear child
we sent you in this world
sent you to weep to cry
we forgot to make someone
who could be close to you
but now it’s too late
to make a new”
Asif Baloch
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-messege/
