The Wasteland!

these are fruits of aimless life
joyless days and sleepless nights

I live, like a wingless bird,
useless life in lawless world

t' strictly fall in loveless passion
'tis still new trend of fashion

like screaming silence here n there
hopelessness is everywhere...

lo! the thought in thoughtless silence
feel the pain in painless violence

that is too much i'm bearing
may God save me from this suffering...

poem by Shahzia Batool
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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