The Domain of Pain
I am a traveler in the pain’s domain
In its vast and abounding circumference
Whatever I sow gives a crop of pain
The sky overcast and a gloomy ambiance
My love, my longings are all in vain
Birds of hope deserted the tree of life
My body is a prison and soul in chain
The departing spring cuts me like knife
Moon peeps through clouds to brighten
My dark nights to keep me from despair
Flowers with their vivid smile enlighten
But my soul’s agony is beyond compare
Tears of a child make me melancholy
It hurts me when I see a withering flower
It pains me when I perceive a falling tree
I’m sad when human relations are sour
Conflicts and wars tear me down
I’m tormented by the people’s plight
Suicide bombers and killings in town
Vanquished honesty and the evil’s might
It agonizes me to see malicious deeds
The evil doer’s connivance & accord
My feelings meet my heart’s needs
For the kingdom of pain I thank my Lord
Copyright © Mohammad Yamin | Year Posted 2008
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