Letters Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed

I keep all letters close by the heart
To see how they become words
To give me wonders:
The word friendship always spreads
A red carpet for me;
Solace comes with a healing touch
From the everlasting oasis of kindness;
Thoughts fly above the ideologies
And the theologies to reach humanity;
The word love takes its roots in my soul;
Do I then bid farewell to the letters
Doing wonders in my life?
No, they will follow me as a requiem, too