AFTAB TARIQ (Kashmir)

What you have is not yours,

Your breath is not your own,

You seem owner but you are not,
That beautiful house you live in,
That beauty you feel proud off,
The money you earn, legally or illegally,
Your family is not yours that you boast of,
If they come through you, but still, dear,
You give them shelter, but not thoughts,
They live their own, they eat their own.
Why then we say, this is my own?
Nothing is, neither mine nor yours,
The circle of life from birth to death,
Reveals the tragic tale of the life,
Owners of pyramids and Gardens of Babylon,
Ozmandies of Egypt then Mesopotamian,
Ended their duty as WATCHMEN here,
Ah! Nothing is mine,nothing is yours,
Thus this goes the glory of the world,