For in the sparkle we see

Such pretty eyes

But why filled with demise?

Face that can hold glory

But why showing a blue story?

Sinew that can lift the world

But why seem to be lacking that blood?

Ears up for the clamour

But why unaware of the glamour?

Hands out in beseech

But why not struggling for own peach?

Limbs waiting for a flower bed

But why not following own tread?

Feet so swollen, as if locked

But why not get up and have them soaked?

Because will power is what you lack

Nowhere to be seen all in black

Light up your fire

Only then you’ll move higher

For in the sparkle we see

The lost one getting set free !

By

Sharfa Kanwal

2nd year (Q-46)