Sunday, March 30, 2008

GREAT MAN


Dedicate to MR.SARDAR MUHAMMAD SHABBIR KHAN

Your voice is like lion, afar
Rare people have this ability
Coupled with a humble heart
You have a great personality

You are brave, I’ve seen
Your virtue is your reality
Friends, you are the best
Never harming worst enemy

You had sacrificed for all of us
Otherwise this ship be faulty
Whether hypocrites forget your
Benevolence, this is their frailty

You ‘re in a cave, jackals thoughts
You'll never come out from dismay
Yes, I know you are sleeping for awhile
Your awaking should be death of enemy

Saturday, March 29, 2008

LOST SOIL


















Mountains fallen, earth sawing, bushes and trees shaking
I get jolt and fall down due to earth quaking
I thought this is the day of judgment
My house is moving around and I am crying
Within second all houses of mud destroyed
I am seeing sand clouds pale on sky as earth
I approached beside some folks at death's door
We are trying our best to move the mud from them
But wooden rail make difficult to do this
Last breath coming up inside shattered huts
We found some corps as hut inhabitants
once Called paradise on earth now is hell in a flick
lament the whole place of my city Rawalakot
as Balakot, Muzafarabad and Bagh a great damages
before there were nightingale and birds songs
now jackals and foxes are howling
the morrow what will happen all are disquiet
even the whole world sorrows with them sharing