By Maham Shahbaz.
How more ironic could this life get?
Crying while smiling,
Dying while living,
Scared while boldly claiming,
Lying while telling the truth,
Blessed? yes , if that means cursed
Loved? Yes , if that means hatred
Noticed? Yes , if that means ignored
Cared for? Yes , if that means ignorance
I’m happy with you but that is wrong
I’m not alone , yet no one is around
I can see the light but its all so dark
I can see the white but its all so black
Why give the power to dream,
when its just a fantasy ?
Why make a dream world when
reality is where every one has to live ?
Why are we in this hell,
when we didn’t ask for it? Did we
do something wrong?
Ungrateful ? are we all not ungrateful?
For we were not given a choice,
Helpless we are , but there is no other option,
But who can question?
We don’t want to be called as traitors
Doubt no one while every one can doubt you.