Stung many a time to know <br />Whether I am alive or not. <br /> <br />Taken my childhood and youth <br />To weaken me, taken my beloved <br />Though I am weak yet I’m firm. <br />No storm can deter me, my path <br />I know the best, and thy wrath <br />I will change into a lovely flower <br />Alone I stood on the pyre of truth <br />Till the time I keepeth the soul <br />Ye can’t destroy my mind and thought<br /><br />Aftab Alam<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-thou-art-a-scorpion/
