Naila Rais Poems
Who'll wipe off my sorrows,
The one who will give me a hug,
When I have no hope left.
Deep into the heart as the beach comber rise,
Sitting and counting the glazing of the pebbles,
When near the seashore heart heaviness arise...
You gave a helping hand for free,
When I feel lonely with teary eyes,
You motivate me from the heart where love lies...
I give you all the things
What bad have I done to you
Don't cut me, don't cut me.
Nothing to eat, thrown vittles she lick,
Stomach inside, the soul cries,
Crossing the roads, balance she tries,
A War Hero
At dawn, in a stuffy and smoky carriage,
A bulky woman in deep mourning,
Behind her puffing and mourning her husband
A tiny man, thin and weakly, his face death white...
Now, if one dies young and happy,
Without having seen ugly sides of life,
The boredom of it, the petiness, the bitterness of disillusion,
At least thank God, as I (passenger)do...