Love, peace, mercy, pity, sympathy and harmony
Not get, all these, but in honesty.
Poignant faces, inexpressible voices and feelings dejected
Mind got manacles, relaxation fell parted
Miseries of folks and miseries of beasts
Gnaw my heart and ruin soul’s zests
Friends fall apart and nothing left; Company,
Blood thickened, freeze, stance mere, and agony
Can, get I soul’s ecstasy, deserts and barrens
No hope, no photo, no joy, every where, warrens
The photo of the city have nothing but ominous
Where I run to tell, who is staying pious?
My Lord! Please save my county and lives
In Swat, the photo is noting but demise.
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Excellent, words of true patriotism sir......cheers with 10++++++