Venom of Wealth
I saw him spiritually falling apart
When we kept on stabbing his heavy heart
The million-lives-burdened heart kept on beating with a missed breath
Leaving him in a venomous state
His veins carried the “venom” to his eyes
While his eyes reminded him of the smoking spice
The smoke he lifted with every nod of head
The smoke that brought him milk and bread
That smoke surrounded his body with a threat
Showing him a lesson and a lifelong regret
His kilns, his emissions, his wealth in vain
Ancestors were ready to carry the business chain
The smoke with thorny blanket appeared in a glimpse
Wrapped his soul beautifully in the fumy strings
His shameful heart couldn’t stand this delusion
Left him with a cold body and eyes wide open
Alas! Repentance was wiped from his fate
Stone hearted chums were ready to take his place
Huda Mustafa Kaleem, is a student at Punjab University, Lahore.
