Life is empty but still pressed,
Fake relations all well dressed.
Every life is tuff ‘n easy going,
Some before problems are bowing.
Became famous who had lucky star,
Or those who had worked very hard.
Lags behind sometime a struggler,
And never happy can be a smuggler.
In bosom of fools, anger makes shower,
In patience’s chest, stays wisdom flower.
In lonesome mostly people just cry,
Some start smiling making tears dry.
Person breaks when faith is ejected,
Becomes alive, when trust is erected.
Man makes man’s simple thing go so hard,
Sometime it’s difficult to have a new start.
We should hear, what says our soul wife,
‘n we should learn lesson from every life.

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Iqbal says:

4 u..

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