Your poems are epitomes of the passionate intensity that you probably grew up with in your Urdu-speaking country. Sometimes you kind of yield to unfulfilling the proper quota of careful attention that is needed for the birth of every poem. Anyway, you are certainly a poet who I think will take poetry as seriously as any great one often does.
Dunes of the Sahara cannot muster the clouds to be generous and Pour its sorrow-ridden soul Over the parched lips of the earth. A hapless and helpless armor of a girl cannot confide in the heavens for a shower of tears.