Comments about OwnurRehman Sheikh
When it bleeds, tear travels through my skin.
Smoke gathers pain, suffering becomes thin.
I bow to love knowing, I once a fool.
Reveals my self just like a broken tool.
Coal dies for the sake of my crimson heart.
Inhailing this poision making an easy apart.
It takes my sorrow and helps me to stand.
vanishes my hunger of love, making it sand.