Only Delight Poem by Shahzada Imtiaz Ali

Only Delight

Tired of trying and sick of crying,
Still smiling, but inside dying...
Could this be a life?

No mercy, no piety — just constant lying,
Trained in cunning, and proud in deceiving.
Could this be a life?

Come and join!
Be calm and live right.
Life is the joy of truth — and that is mine.

Shahzada Imtiaz Ali
8th April 2015

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