Poem By Ahatisham Alam
I don't wish to introduce myself,
Because reality stirrs my soul.
I am like one,
Who has lost his goal.
Where to go what to do,
Are not subject concern with me.
There is darkness all around,
Where ever in this world I see.
Realise me as a lamenting soul,
Adversity has already destined my goal.
Vanity recalls me to rise,
I'll survive if dies..............