Dilemma

I can be the Sun with the flashy eyes,

Or the Moon with craters designed as a disguise,

I can fly with the fragrance of the flowers,

Or swim like the flowing brook that meets the shower.

 

I can be a lonely island with no life,

Or a city filled with towering structures, husbands and wives,

I can be a blunt knuckle or a sharp knife,

Be a busy office or the nature’s placid wildlife.

 

– Muzaffar Ahmed

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