gule rukhsar (malakand agency / 24.11.1994)

looking around at this world so wonder
beaming lights, flashing sights
all clouds run so thunder
eyes searching for those heights
rythems far, closer they come
perching through the sky as it shine
piercing the worlds as it some
ears listening though mine
O'Lord, saw what you created
and how deep those thoughts i keep
O' Lord sorry for i am belated
my heart and i though weep