By Athar Mudasir
It was the chilling autumn
I was tired of reaping the tilth
The deceit and conceited leaders sold their pride
The glory of fabulous mountains and gardens shaded
Monkeys and dogs have ramped the roots
Innocent and ignorant have been deceited
Decades have flushed
Blood has drained, tilth has nourished with blood
I was tired of reaping the tilth
The deceit and conceited leaders sold their pride
The glory of fabulous mountains and gardens shaded
Monkeys and dogs have ramped the roots
Innocent and ignorant have been deceited
Decades have flushed
Blood has drained, tilth has nourished with blood
The lilies, tulips, roses are glorifying for beloved
I was tired of reaping the tilth
The last message just blowed my soul apart
I lost my beloved and found my Love!
I lost my beloved and found my Love!
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