You would hear no doubt
No sounds within
And no voices without
In this soundless world
A strange knowledge would sprout
Warning you about the sounds
That chases like the hounds
Voices of the satanic deeds
Rhythmic beats of false creeds
Listen them with alacrity
Of thoughts and of mind
Focus on your goal alone
And always be determined
akram saqib
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/glasshouse-of-conscience/
