All About Doubt
Doubt is that poison which pollutes mind
Its a strange ailment which makes kind unkind
It is what never heals but increases to find
Its way how to make a victim totally blind
It corrupts not one but all around to remind
That bad remains bad and can not be refined
When head and soul are totally confined
So it is what can not be easily streamlined
On the contrary faith brings but only light
This is what remains source of the delight
But a doubtful person never gets just bright
He dangles always like a but broken kite
Depth remains depth and height isheight
Doubt has its own shameless shameful flight
Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant poem! Appreciated and admired the thought contents! One Jackson Gelato must read this poem...stanza one is rightly applicable for him! Full marks!