A Chameleon

Remains busy from dusk to dawn,
Giving his soul to Satan’s pawn.
Keeping all the tricks buttons on,
Man is nothing but a chameleon.

Cheats all for his lust and greed-
Third rate creature he is indeed.
Sows contempt and hatred’s seed,
With no rationale but always has to plead.

No respect,no dignity and no pride!
Under the veils he is always busy to hide.
Taking negative attitude his guide,
On leaps and bounds on all stride!

Man is but a deception in shape,
Blank unused-like a page fullscape.
Creating different vacuums and gape-
Rapes his soul through body rape!

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I did Masters in English Language and Literature, LLB, Masters in Educational Administration from University of the Punjab Lahore, I also did Masters in TEFL (Applied Linguistics) and Diploma in Teaching English as an International Language under the auspices of British Council and American Center. I served in PAKISTAN ARMY as an English Instructor .I am a poet and writer. I remained Editor of Pakistan Army Journal, Pakistan Defense Review, Army Green Book and The Rising Crescent..., I published my three books in English Poetry namely Feelings, Chains of Life and Golden Glow..Poetry is my passion not profession
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