This site is as about the inspiration I get, as I am designed to get, where faith and conviction are my two flowers, which receive light when asked to God.
Hidden in light,
Is God’s form,
He is all merciful
And he loves to play.
He is beautiful,
He is divine,
Mightiest of all,
He is never unkind.
The Lord only protects,
Never leaves one alone,
He is Khuda,
The one and only,
For his justice is mighty and known.
Adios!
Flower pots in the distance,
Stare at travellers miles after miles,
They look at them with stillness
And the travellers go beyond.
The flower pots have been waiting for someone to take them back home,
Still no one has bothered to do so.
They aren’t aware that they have been placed for beautification of the roads.
Soon, new flower pots would join them,
Ending their melancholy.
Adios!
A girl and her toy,
Made way for their home.
The girl was very happy as was the toy,
The toy was a small bicycle,
Which rode around in the park with her.
A girl and her toy,
Got into a taxi,
To reach home faster,
The girl bought fruits and pies,
For her mother
And a pen for her father,
Soon they reached home.
Her mother was surprised with the gifts
And her father couldn’t believe that his little daughter had bought a pen for him.
The little girl felt proud that her parents were happy.
Adios!
From the sun,
The day begins.
Like a beautiful rose,
In the winter autumn.
See in eyes,
Thr spirit of beauty,
As the sun shines,
So the love begins.
From the sun,
Everything blossoms,
Blossoming high up in the heights.
Like divinity which is never ending,
From the sun,
The lights shall never end.
Adios!
In this winter time,
When everyone is shivering with cold,
The trees are busy playing.
Four days a week they play,
Badminton, hockey and cricket
And the remaining days they practice hard for the competition.
This all sounds like a fantasy,
But in truth,
There is a world which exists for them
And they are happy with it.
Adios!
Before You Travel. 