Friday, March 14, 2008


My past is paved with thorny pain
People say me crazy and totally insane

I walked, ran and struggled so hard
Yet failed to gain any reward

No one ever offered me a chair
They wanted me to stand up everywhere

To save myself from public jeers
I filled an ocean with my tears

No leader consoled me when I weep
Nor anyone know if I die in my sleep

The excursion of my life is still un-enjoyed
Because of the curse of unemployed

Published in weekly MAG, May 22-28, 2004

Muhammad Mahtab Bashir

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