Thoughts: companion

Winter: Dark and Misty!

dark all around, a shawl of black mist

shadows of daylight even do not persist

trees quiet as to witness the odd happenings

birds high above so long wrapped gifted blessings

clouds are  too vivid, still the sky is blur

moonlight white and stagnant as lot calmer

breeze if blows, brings the shivers of spine

devils resting in peace in the green grapevine

sleeping in the woolen covers is all we call

yet we don't admit it is the snowy nightfall

winters are not as pleasing as we dreamed once

long darkly spells demand lot of patience

boys can not play in the streets around

pavements mark the frosty dewy ground

let us say aloud we welcome winters

let us stay`indoors`like peaceful dwellers

Benazir Bhutto: The Majesty Lady

thanking the Majesty in the green dress, outstanding all the bravest of the brave

bibi was her name the charismatic soul, enchanting beauty  now deep into the grave

speaking for and raising  the deprived heartbroken people was her biggest flaw

making cowards to shiver with fear and ending her words with the black martial law

shooting her in the head thinking to put a stop to the brilliant mind

atleast you should have thought she was an esteemed mother hard to find

whatever she wore best matched her glowing elegant attire

 when she spoke her words were heavenly of skies higher

going against the people who had just an aim of enforcing their say

oh they buried the innocent true tongue which tried divinely to pray

fighting tirelessly just to persue the mission of her father

nation selected her for outclass knowledge, true cherisher

how brave can a woman be seeing her father brothers brutally killed

why oh why because they  wanted the better of the best nation to build

chains thrown on her every step discouraging the white truth to utter

arms you raised and weapons you used just to clamp the poor flutter

she lives in the hearts of millions  if not in your history books

centuries pass, you will not acquire such sensational inspiring looks

she was one and yet and till the end the best shining example of woman

yes i repeat the best of the best, a

lot better than the best cavalryman

R.I.P bibi:(

FORCES: THE BRAVE SONS

standing awake in the snowy dark night

carefree of anything as harming as frostbite

wearing the prideful loyal brown uniforms
carrying its dignity and all abiding norms

why do they not surrender in the harsh sandstorms of summer
because they wish to take the breath of every enemy murmur

going fearlessly high up in north, deep the seas in southmany days without droplet  or a nibble in mouth

carrying huge massive loads of weaponry and arms
wishing to blow all evils with the sparkling charms

years and years away from their families and homes
yet never ever a separation to their homeland forms

why is it that difficult to salute these great brave sons
who never dare to think once  missing all those funs