gule rukhsar (malakand agency / 24.11.1994)

wondering over my phonebook i searched
from my friendlist to my buddies i swerved
not a single name came across my sight
to whom i could open up my heart that night
swinging from one window to another
i throbbed to the door a little further
my lips trembled as a tear tumbled
'to whom should i go? 'my voice mumbled
devastated by the thought of being alone
i went out to search for the moon to moan
not even a single star i could chase under my eyes
i could not appease my heart with more lies
i rushed back to my room in fear
as followed down another tear
and a familiar voice rose in my heart
'Dont worry my child! i wont let u break apart