A World Lost. Poem by Shahzada Imtiaz Ali

A World Lost.

Mortal, it must be.
Have many ways,
to express life.
Let me teach you one.
How it be lost?
You people called a life.

Once it was heard.
You would die someday!
If you have a wife.
I am not a dump.
I have a spouse.
Am I afraid of a knife?

Tis my brain is apart.
Tis my life is ending.

Shahzada Imtiaz Ali
7th September 2025

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