Even If the Lamp Is Lit, There Is No Light

I am a psychologist from Pakistan. l am a thinker, observer, avid reader, writer, and past-time story-maker.

Poetry

Even if the lamp is lit, there is no light

There is no life at all

My dear homeland is suffering in pain

I want to return but I do not go to my homeland

Thus the heart is constantly mourning accidents

Happiness is no longer a matter of happiness

No one is safe in the house or in the mosque

The ruling of time is not ashamed

There is no life at all

Happiness is no longer a matter of happiness