The hope of you calling my name is what keeps my soul alive
Dead I had remained, since you stopped doing so, staying put in your hive
What good is life, if it’s without the vision of seeing you smile
What better way to die, than to look at you glow far from a mile
Surely meaning to things changed, when I first felt your skin
The density of name and fame suddenly lost its touch within my kin
What have me done, that can undo, the misery, I bestowed upon you
My life should go, so shall my flow, if all it takes to finding you
For your image I see in everything that has the world look bright
And I see you smile, moving on, and just wanting me away from your sight
So shall I stay, away from your gaze till eternity I so swear
Nothing but embarrassment and sorrow i shall keep as the only cloth to wear.
Then they said I am left with no more
Potion or scent of life for the worldly whore
Heavens transcendent and thoughts unfold
The aim is through the eye no one so told
Pity her skin for she have lost the jewel
Laughter on my face sublime and all is well.
How can my silence be heard by the wordless
Who can hear only the chants of the worthless
So another tale another journey comes to an end
Speaking of which smiles take a bend
And yet again I raise the no more scene
Making no sense to the mindless not so serene
And another journey thus awaits to be discovered
For doors open up when they are to be uncovered.
And so a new night and a new day is to come
New promises to be made and taken home.
When the poor cometh loud
voices raised as proud
when the miseries make ways
in the storms are giveth hays
its strength making love
like a peace-ridden dove
the wealthy then scream
for the poor make the cream
then the milk they sip
is at the mercy of a poor tip
the sun in skies just smiles
all the wealthy dragged for miles
the poor take away the bride
but money is the price of their pride
and they shall lose it wrong
for they were never meant to be strong.
Khan Elie Gohar Durrani.