Healing

Even a promised cloud
driven by strong wind
and far away from high mountain
know not the course of its journey .
the sea calm and gentle pay heed
to no whims. It roars to it self
with a punctured thought.
then prediction
an unworthy and suspended always
as time speaks accordingly
in order of merit.

Quaid Uz Zaman
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 08/24/2020

Poet's note: The poem refers to situation unpredictable. An expression of reality.
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