Far Away From Home Poem by Zafia Izhar

(Living in a distant land away far away from the near and dear ones, this creation of mine is just a small wish from GOD)

Thou, make a bird with two tiny wings
Freedom I can wear with a melody sing
I will fly from this end to that end
And will come back after kissing my land and friend

Thou, make me the moon of the moonlit night
So that I can shine with my clear bright light
I will lend my friends the ladder of my beam
And, then we all will play the meeting game

Thou, make me a cloud of the cloudest sky
So that I can fall on some waiting eyes
They must be holding their hand in front of you for a mere demand
And, as a droplet I want to fall in their wanting hand