Touch The Stars Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Though the clouds want to check your path
And Night wants to take a blood bath.
But you must touch the stars
And try to win surging wars.
Silence is brewing vast turmoil
To destroy honest souls' toil.
You must go on working hard
And with it cut the cruel cord.
With hard work make a sky high stair
And leave on earth the resistive care.
In brightening sky, insert your share
Go on doing things fair and square.
Confusing Dust will check your way
Care will can turn green grass into hay.
But you must go on working hard
Dash to your target like a pard.
You must go on plowing minds' field
One day it will give you a great yield.
In shining stars, locate your goal
And with diligence play your role.
Touch the stars, they invite you to sky
Asks you honestly this Murtazai.