At times, I know not what I do
The things that embarrass ego
Saying words, that I should never say
Doing things that are stupid today
Ah I feel such pity and pure helpless
Why do I go there, where no lift dress
I guess it is life that I just live on
That anger is lost, that ego is gone
Guess, I am gettin' old now
A strict guy now easily bow
May be the flare of fiery glare slithers
The lakes are barron, the tree wonders
Times are running me down crashing
I am what? I lived for what? Questioning
To the day, When I will be finally free
Till that moment, well, just let it be!
By Kashif Ali Abbas

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Well!!!
here the war ends but still ur words that have been specified in ur prose are
hurting me badly but let it go
I must appreciate your article n specifically the way u caught recent and such delicate issues
Accept my good wishes

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Oh I just forgot to mention, I was talking about your articles Teen age anxiety dealing
And online threatening games etc

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Nothing personal all business ?

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