Justice
Is the sunlight.
How long can you stop one from basking in it.

The canopy  of snow
Angels spread wide;
Frills of mist hang low
And doors of fog do slide

I sing
        But blues
In solitude
         I can't break you

Goodness is lotus
Even in ***** water it beautifully blooms

There
Is only place for the child
To learn
To be
Morally correct
And that is
Home

O Spirit!
Don't steal my slumber.

Keep thy shadow still.

Do you talk to the wind
Like him in the dumb_charade
Or dance for her alone?

And only
              you are
                          the theme
                                          of this
                                                   sweet song

Drink cold coffee in summer
Drink hot coffee in cold

Go out bathing in rain
Stay under the blanket

Love is inside
Love is outside
Love is hot
Love is cold

What
Can I leave for my sons
Property only
Do you agree with me
Alas leave something holy
That will bring close them to God

We
Are living in mystery of death
Face it bravely and enter the room of mystery

Speaking in term of humbleness is different pleasure

Bring social is good,
But being humble first is the best!

Motivation is light
That shows the way, though not invisible,
Yet lies covered due to lack of confidence!

Like words
Spoken to a lover
In a moment of romance

Leaves pile up on the grass

And like the gushes of smoke
They lose their existence

He, the killer,
Stands in between,
And stabs her, the relationship,
And smirks and harmlessly jubilates!

When the voices of the people are suppressed
One
Wing
Of
Democracy
Is
Cut
Off

Torn-out coats
In a forlorn room they place
And on them piles up dust
only once they drop in
To evacuate the room

Quickly rise
If you have fallen
Quickly rise
The road is long
Quickly rise
You have to go
Quickly rise
Rising is strength
Quickly rise
Strength is courage
Quickly rise
Fate likes courage
Quickly rise
Courage is win
Quickly rise
Win is everything

Thank you is a smile
Wrapped with soft words
All hug it if you give it
For they feel it inwardly.

Thank you is a rose
Full of sweet fragrance
All smell it if they get it
For their soul pines for it.

Work on your dream;
Both are the promising crops
If you water them as much as they need

Ego is a balloon.
The more you inflate it; the sooner it will burst out.
If you don't do; it will die gradually.

If you wish to have a beautiful mind
Learn to absorb anger

My voice is the tree
You cut it though
It always grows and is free

It is the wind
That you cant tame
With your dexterous mind

It never sits in solitude
Like a broken heart lover
It stamps its fortitude

It is a bird that soars
To claim its liberty
Over the hills and shores

Be what you are
Be what you want to be
This combination will be your crown

Friendship is a beautiful flower
That needs no special season to bloom.

The night was chilled and cold,
and the people were fully warm,
and I, like a strange vogabond,
wandered near the Faisal's farm.

a fallen leaf, tweany and pallid,
crept to my slowly paced feet,
as, to her mother, a crying kid,
and I put it on my palm, then into pocket.

Oh! Yes, it was shivering much
like a baby contracted with fever,
I felt its fast heartbeats and such
a critical condition I saw never.
I heard it say as I continued my errand
" life needs care on this beautiful earth
and a single and balm-smeared hand
be praised and God had better fire his hearth."

The stub of a cigarette;
The bare branch in Autumn!

He broke into my room;
Walked on the scattered books;
Switched off Tv and turned off music;
And sat on the chair in my room till
I filled the glass with love in her chamber!

The
Chief
Responsbility
Of a great leader is to create harmony among the people.

In spring
It danced to the rain
It would swing
It would leap
It would play
With the wind

It rejoiced in the moonlight
It smiled in the sunlight
But it was  sailing on time

In autumn
It changed
Its skin sagged
And grew brown
It is lying on the ground
Displaced from its native home
forsaken, unsolicited
Only crawling
Rustling its pain
Waiting for immortality

Emotion of revenge is an enemy to emotion of help

Conscience
Is always honest;
It is we who corrupt it and suppress its voice!

Never believe
Failure is the lock at the door,
It is a new key
To open the door of a wide shore!

Keeping the word
Sets up the foundation of a strong trust

Little mountaineer,
Let me know thy climbing-skill;
Much left to achieve!

Trust your courage of moving ahead;
This is the only way to be the achiever!

Past midnight
                      She knocked at my heart
                           I unlocked the door
                Then we dived into the dream
                    And forever got drowned

Behave with the poor and the rich in the same way;
You give them not they give you through it,
And good behaviour is your goodness
That can change them too!

Alliteration is salt in dish of poetry!

**** the instinct of being a selfish leader or it will **** your each Chance of being a leader............

If you can't go against the lie
You can't be bold enough to defend yourself

Don't
Be
Afraid to lose;
Losing brings perfection!

It stung me,
Took my temperature up
With its wings, drowned in invisibility!

Spoiled my taste,
Drank my all energy
And left me alone on the bed!

Anger discourages one to be humble

O Butterfly! flying over the balloon!
do you want to get a great victory?
will you keep climbing there in blue?

O Butterfly! What a dream you have!
what a determination to achieve that!
be my guide to take me along with you!