Sham S. Misri

(1)

Who you are?

Who I am?

Unreal World!

Nothing to live

Pauper you are,

What to give ferryman?

Your dream,

Where is the Palace?

(2)

Senses lost

Darkness surrounds

Robbers rob in daylight

Anger, Passion, Loot, all fight

Live bodies inside a coffins

(3)

I saw a scoundrel

With all five senses

Eats, drinks talks and talks

Turned a ruffian, roams about

Astonished and baffled

Never utters a word in praise of Him

Kong Posh