The Scorching Heat Poem by Mohammad Younus
The Scorching Heat
The scorching heat
the river Veth got boiled
And the swimmers wont to cross Over
To the other side of seething river...
...Struggling hard to get out of the whirling pool
Got stuck in the conflicting currents،
Circulating round and round,
dragging everything down.
Like circles in the tumultuous mind,
The boatman that would safely cross...
...Through the violent whirlpool terrified
Mykoul
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8/22/2025 9:34:48 PM # 1.0.0
Beautifully written the conflicts of time. May the whirlpool submerge the pain and chaos.