Final hour (acrostic)

Forecasted, this is to the world
In very crystal words
Nobody stays
Although, every one of us
Looks as if they are here to stay

Hoot or howl it will not halt
Once the clock starts to deceive
Until your turn you wander here
Rotten then you shall leave

poem by Gulam Abbas Hashmi
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Entreaty (acrostic)

A fellowship has initiated
Like t`was destined upon today
My Pen and Me for long waited
Indeed this is the chosen day
God! Sure you keep an eye on all
Here I come, and seek upon your help
To `Us` your blessings may befall
You know what future thus withheld

Lo! Comes upon a thought on me
Opens my eyes-of-heart ajar
Renders me cure for prejudice
Delivers me a Rising Star

poem by Gulam Abbas Hashmi
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Second thought (acrostic)

And, eight of every ten of us
Ponder not this thought often
Sometimes these wits may folly us
Easily through our reason
Under some class of prejudice
Discard, we other options
Over our eyes fall ego’s drape
Blinded and deaf we all turn
Enchanted live those who ignore
Things unimportant, undone
Rather they shower greater love
Against what they have taken
Yes! This is what now lack in us
A simple adaptation
Love thy lover without asking, and love him above reason

poem by Gulam Abbas Hashmi
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