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