life can be a mess
like a game of chess
never know what will happen next
relations end in a single text
deep inside every one has a stain
but no one bothers to share their pain
time flows like river
humans are now making humanity shiver
hearts are turning into stones
instead of feelings, properties everyone owns
thirst of power in every heart
is tearing many houses apart
caring for others is no longer a trend
to fix a broken smile tend
people die just like that
we all come under the same cowardly hat
no one is brave enough to raise their voice
always hiding like sewer mice
life is now like a survival course
and we are the crabs on sea shores
but this life is temporary
blossoming the here after is necessary
lets just pray for a better future
may Allah make this earth nurture
