All the World a Stage

On this wide stage

We are players of our age

We are little puppets

Of our lord ye we guess


Everything is already destined

What to do Or not

Just awaiting for that moment

To play what is ahead.


Who has written this play

I don’t know only just playing

A little role of my acting

On the stage of this world, I lay


The Drama of this living beings

Where this world a stage

Of our moral and virtual age

What billions of year ago came into being


                                                                                                    ~ Amar Shaw Saleem 

                                                                                                      Sindh, Pakistan

One Comment

  1. JuvyLyn Gando

    Wonderful poem! Amazing ink of the writer!

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