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LINES WRITTEN ON A VISIT TO A GRAVEYARD
And by the graveyard on a hot afternoon,
I spent some time praying for the dead,
Then I got up slowly remembering,
This is how earth and sky get wed.
A sense of abandonment was vividly visible,
Very few were there to pay their homage,
To the ones who were no longer to return,
The words being spoken or the tears being shed.
"This is how the world is O Naveed!" My heart whispered,
And I nodded my head reaffirming the age old wisdom,
That what we have is just some time to do good and enjoy,
Before we too are caught and thrown deep, feet and head.
Then I felt an angel flying beside me quiet closely,
It conveyed to me its message telepathically,
"Sigh not for the mortals, for it is of no use,
"Do good for yourself and the ones you cannot lose.
"It is your good intentions along with your good deeds,
"That will make the tree of goodness reach high with roots deep,
"O you wise poet, hasn't Christ come and told you,
"How to live here and how to prepare for what lies ahead?
"So expect not anything from anybody on this planet,
"Nor from anyone in the sky above, except Almighty Allah,
"This is, O Naveed, the secret of contentment,
So, season it in yourself and sigh not, or lament...
(Written and posted by Muhammad Naveed Ahmed/Emmenay on May 4, 2011).
