WANDERING SOUL
Peerzada Mohsin


Wandering not the aim of my soul
Yet nothing is in my control

Days and Nights gone thinking stupidity
Body too cries of stomach acidity

No way to vent out the talent
Me on my own to complete the valent

Many dudes wondering by my work
This is just a beginning not even a jerk

Jealousy in their heart like Iblees
Somebody squeeze their heart please

With limited thinking and high chatter
Poor fellows with low grey matter

Faster processing with Prednisone
Whole body has got reddish tone

Half inch picture with text on board
More stress can't be afford

Seeing the future through my eye
HE is the only upon one can rely

Remembering đŸ˜đŸ„° my inspiration
My everything comes from that location

18/Feb/2020

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