✒️:. Mohd Ishaq Shah
Far from the maddening crowd,
I seek a refuge in nature, beloved.
A thunderous clamor rages outside,
Yet nature’s chariot I long to ride.
It may lead me to peace and tranquility,
Where my weary soul finds calm serenity.
Where sleep descends, profound and sound,
And my spirit roams, wholly unbound.
Nature laughs haughtily at my plight,
For I fail to see, with moral sight,
My role, my duty, my grave neglect,
How I have marred the mother I should protect.
Men stand cruelly, daggers drawn,
Feigning innocence, like helpless fawn.
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