A Sweet Secret

A sweet secret Waves of depression without waste of opportunity, Trade with season of whiff of irritation, Worthy mentioned whirlwind of smoke, Animates to weight the wiles of innocence, Tracing the bitterness with a touch of severity, Train of disasters then transfer factors of agony, Sweeping the land of tempest of passion, Surface of events tides the surge of pathos, slough of ignorance shackles an approach of fate, A summit of misery with the scrap of adversity, Staves all rains of life in formless dread, Rectitude of soul freezes at the thought, Relishing of its beauty refines the style, When ravages of time delves crumpled pain, Qualm of conscience still seems in radiance of morning, At dusk a ray of hope of peace, With the pendulum of great feeling of worthy , Pules the progress of events with miracles, Agitation in a sense of meditative content takes, Sighs at a large contentment over the place, With a solemn glee possessing utterance of destiny. Sajid Hussain Pakistan ©