Dear Life; My soul's murder.
So perfect and dreary.
Such an unpleasant burden;
My poor piety's weary.
Dear Life; Such a killer, Dear.
So perfect a darling.
Yet a mirage, mere.
Life; your fake calling.
Dear Life; my unworthy god.
All my strife was my prayers.
Yet you curled away, with a countenance odd.
Oh Life, You are so unfair.
Dear Life; you apparition of stealth.
You transient, astraying road.
You led me to the destination of death.
Dear life; I'm dead, I'm cold.
Copyright © 2003 Moazzam Rauf. All rights reserved. Reproduced with permission.
[Source: submitted by author].
