Thursday 15 December 2016

Be you.

Fall in no mould made by man
Know your own pattern, for you can
Defy what already has been seen
and be the way, like you mean

-me

With you

With you goes away my will to write;
No poem, no wish to suffer in dim light
Old days seem so old as if a previous life
New days, so new-a rewardful afterlife
No more do I walk with a wish to be loved
No more do I talk with a fear of being cuffed
Through you have I been blessed with a cause
That race i was in, beautifully has a pause.

-Syed Ahmad Raza