World is full of miseries and pains, contempts, hatred and disdains It is junction of all moving trains, humans aspire mercy in rains
Fate gives us a double edged weapon, which cuts in scorching heats of sun
Humans are involved in a pun as if they play each other for fun
Humanity is but far far away for which one can only pray
Pains inflicting night and day O.. tell me please... Is there any hope of ray
Pain can only change into pleasure when they aspire love not a treasure
Whose mercy one can not measure.
God's company is only solace, love's contention is the base, which dawns on the painful face..
