Poetry

Its Dream I Saw in the Night

Two ways, I sought

I’m alone to fight

Not lazy, nor fearful

To win the both is hardly essential

The spot were so frightened

To see the very staring fight

Lightening flashes and thunder bolt

Its dream, too dreadful to tell

‘Tis the fight of life and death

Haha! Its cock bird time

Yet all the spirits gone away.

Because it’s hard for them to stay.

 

                                                                  ~ Saleem Raza Jakhar(Amar Shaw)

                                                                     Khairpur Sindh

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