A Voice

If it had been a good life, I would have closed my eyes But the conscious mind is trembling with a sorrowful voice. A caring sound and a loyal heart, what else does the soul perceive? Are they not enough to drown my sorrowful voice? If I turn my back they bring their daggers. When I turn to them, their charm kills my sorrowful voice. When today I am gone, how long will the drama last? How long will they speak in the same sorrowful voice? If you knew how to lead your life 'Mumtaz', They would have cared a little for your sorrowful voice.