there is wish there is longing, not a token of doubt
while only be selfless, you seek the absolute
the heart bleeding with pain, emotions are noiseless
possessing the vigour , one should not be speechless
urdu is the name, transpires as thunder bolt
pen is useless the tale is untold
far in the valley again today the fire arouse
heart pounding in fear , praying won't be my house
o lord in my fate, grant me totality
without the sky and the land with divine rationality
what would be the pleasure, meeting premature endearment?
with rising warmth in this world , there with absent attachment
concern of lucidity and lunaty is something else marwa
this is not the blaze with absent fumes
