Youth-eye

With the wind so low
how my heart can grow
In the nights so dim
my hopes are grim
And With dark so bright
my eyes have no light
I scream of my pains
with no sign of gains
My hands glued up
and mind blued up
I search for a ray
of hope not of hay
But its gone so heavy
i doubt it may steady
So i trot on the path
hearing roars of wrath
I just want to give in
for my life to gel in
But its all so fast
and my feet wont last
But i will give a try
and i may have to cry
For my tears have to flow
to make way for the snow
But i may see the spring
the day I’ll be the king.

aliani4u@yahoo.com
Khan Elie Gohar Durrani

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