Ah balouch!
Many miracles in skins
Tho you see,
Different colors but only
One color I do feel
Which flows deep in me
Stuck in the mud of
Slimy thoughts
Why aren't we following
What we supposed to ought
World is filled with
Many colors, essence, beauty
If nature do not comprehend
Then why do we
Black, brown, white, yellow
Pink, red and green
Same we feel what
You and me see
Different nations
Different creeds
Divide us just cuz
Of greed
Feminists, racist
Create did we
Divine souls corrupted
Humanity flee
Alas! Thou I see
What a beauty
Made with love
Tenderness, honey sweet
You are an angel
A nymph
Unimaginable beauty
You are, you were
And you always will be
Another Part of me
Created from there
Where it beats
Without you I'm nothing
And there won't be
Any reason for me to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem