Daughter of life

Whence you see life in disastrous smoke,
wear your glasses of reasoning, and imagine it as rain.
when you see the rain of life laughing forth its grain
pick only much that will suffice your stomach
when you see life, basking in thousand stars
look into tommorow, and see the sun rise.
For, yesterday the clever man said,
The mirror of life is blur with ignorance
how unwitty she wears trousers.
I will comb her hair with beauties loud
paint her in purple royals yet known,
I will marry her street to plentiful merriment
unnerve her naivety to wisdom worth
In basket full of thousand skills
I will shower her blessings
I will grace her right
I will change the world.
But today his saddle is broken,
His dawn long shadow now settles at his feet.
The noon of lessons have married his tongue
how disappointing he wears his boastfulness.
this world is long he repeatedly muffles,
I am like a puppet to her running river.
Woe, If only he knows that life is like a mirage
who count her daintiness in sour pores.
The pouch of goodness disciples evil
Hasn’t he see the innocent beaten to death?
the daughters of life smiles only with tears
their cleavage like map, wears no bra.
If only the clever isn’t an innocent fool.
What the wise man does is change himself.
The mirror of life beholds you in your reasoning
attempt not change the world,
she is the daughter of life
Only change yourself, yourself, and yourself.

By Nasir Taofiqat

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