In the dark spaces
Sunlight makes some room
For the imaginations to flourish
Slight kindling in the ashes
Find some hidden amber
Ready to blow up into fire
In the cracks of windows
Some looks may give birth to stories
The dormant thoughts can evoke
Rebellious dimensions in the minds of many
The flowers once are out of the pot
Need more space
Ideas then
Fly in the air like butterflies
Sometimes sparrows and sometimes eagles
Some songs and verses have been
On the lips of those who were liberated
Grow like the roses in wild
Bright spaces are there
In the immensity of universe
Islamabad
4/3/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem