tayyeba mustafa

Without YOU

Without YOU, no one to pacify the soul
Without YOU, no one to grant me what I look for

I have been to America, Russia, Malaysia and all
There I see no difference among all

Everyone is lugging behind same things
Some interested in skin color

Others longing for worldly treasures
Some have lust for trust

Others cry over their frets
No one forgets the time of pain
But YOU don’t disclose YOUR secrets

I cannot forget, how YOU stopped the painful time
I cannot pay back, how YOU turned downs up

No one end up my tears except YOU
Without YOU, tears drop on bare sand

Without YOU, No one can bring shadow in sunlight
Without YOU, no one can shower rain in sunlight

Today, something stirred my soul
Today, I felt the real YOU

No one can be so beautiful as YOU are
No one can be so wonderful as YOU are

Submitted: Saturday, April 27, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 24, 2013

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