I stand atent, The eyes full, The lips with words, I sit in silence, The perfect form, Feet and head, I prostrate, The closest touch, So it’s said, Yet I wonder, And I fear, With all this, That I hold dear, For in reality, The real test, Is not the five, It’s all the rest
They are not of weakness, But a manifestation of resolve not of sorrow, But unforgettable memories of joy not of falsehood, But a testament of conviction not of despair, But an unyielding hope not to be unvalued, But to be held, cherished and respected not to be halted, But to be given their rightly earned … More Of the things that should not be halted
Do you know how poets are created? Of fire, of stone Broken strings and broken wings Of things unsaid, of dreams undone To fly they want, But words are all they have To fly – HRB
Slow, love, slow,Time’s so fast,Now goes quickly, See, now it’s passed Soon will come,Soon will last, Wait Don’t you know, silly man,All good things,Come to those who can Wait
Hasnain Raza Baloach 