How am know that’s love
How am know that’s prayer
My tears flow like a river
How am know what’ that
Thy sight for me so pious
Thy love my deepest desires
Am become a tramp. Why?
Thy eyes intoxicating for me.
Wonders in wandering outburst
Life of soothe gone exhausted
An evil yet trembles out
Moor of my heart outcast
Being a human I became insane
Locust of my inside devastated
All emotions of heart fasten broke
Heart a plastic bag, am a robotic waste.
~Saleem Raza Jakhar
Sindh, Pakistan