Time
I am time who knows
Who knows but
I am what I am
The shadows are thin
The nights have veiled in
Like a turkey cock
Like a doodle I am doodling
In your
Life there is lack of timing
I have wits, what a razor sharp wit
Monolithic culture have been flowering
I remained runners up and all encompassing
Circumnavigating you became a laughing stock
Stunning to see my caliber like a rock
Whatever will you do?
I have least inclination
I am jaunty
You are skinny
Who will eat the booty?
Time is moving scandalously
A world full of bankruptcy
How and why I glamorize it all
Is least potent and more finicky
I am the dowry for the women
And evangelist moving slyly
poem by Hafiz Qasim
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