Electric Life
It's gained pace of an electric train,
Started slow moving very swiftly though,
Yesterday's child is today's father,
Tells today, was searching while ago,
Wished to grow but now when he's grown,
Weeps remembering shirtless run in rain,
Days passed have remained a dream,
This today is just a pinching pain,
Wept and cried, jumped and laid,
Forcing father fulfill each desire,
Father too in miseries and despair,
Rushed to corners easing his son's fire,
Lived life of love, had all my toys,
Laugh when remember, I my Sunday's joys…
Jahanzeb
poem by Jahan zaib
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