An Invisible Power
I begin to write, it restricted me
I begin to cleanse it, it paralyzed me.
I begin to know it, it arrested me
What is it? an invisible power is that as an enemy
With whom power, the life shifted
To mort’s periphery
In fact, mortality.
But this unexpected hurry!
The hope doors closed.
The breezing wind a worry
The power by you,
And you have the curie.
The knowledge being denied,
The warriors being victimized
Can’t you listen we crying
And I cried, “My lord you are the only hope,
Rest hopes are devoid.”
Written by Shahid Mehboob Khatana
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