Once I decorated well
The wall of my desires
To have a room of peace

It was a beautiful room
We never fell short of any fuel
Desires kept us all nice and warm

No one felt any scarcity of anything
We all peacefully lived together
But desires secretly grew more

Gradually the room became so crowded
That the happiness was first to go
Second we saw peace to run away

But my desires never said enough
He became more and more
No space he left for me
Now I am stranded on the road

Abdul Wahab

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