Who would contradict the affection of a mother?
She who endeavored to bestow us the breath of existence;
Intensely compassionate in personality they are.
Secures us and therefore forms our defense.

Who else can obtain and sustain the duty of a sister?
She who happens to be our emotional support;
Sensible in intellect and gentle in action they are.
Guides us and therefore on no account lets us abort.

Who would constantly be dependable like a wife?
She who makes it crucial to fulfill our needs at any rate;
Gorgeous in qualities and remains beside us for our entire life,
Idolizes us and therefore desires us to be her soul mate.

Who else can be more valuable than a daughter?
She who sacrifices for the advantages of her family;
Garnished with essence of motherliness and heals our scar.
They are overflowing with responsibilities to an extreme degree.

Women stay as the most significant person in our life and soul,
And build an effort to facilitate us to accomplish our goal.

Down among assemblage of the common
I gaze up to the peak of the Mountain of Glory
It pierced into the heaven and embraced its purity
Many who lacked the determination have failed to touch it
Will I be able to achieve the crown?
These doubts charred the courage of my soul
But then a voice within the depth called out
‘We may rise and fall, but then we get an opportunity.
An opportunity to get up and continue our journey.’
With these thoughts orbiting around my mind
I initiated my journey from the bottom
The mountains resisted me for I was a stranger to them
It started raining and I was wet yet I continued.
Then there was the blizzard and I was cold
I was frozen like a soulless entity yet I continued.
Frustrated for having failed to eradicate me
The mountains unleashed shower of boulders
Alas! My left leg got crushed under the weight of a merciless boulder
I was crying alone on the mountain terrain
Nobody replied back to my cries except for my echoes
My blood-bathed leg turned cold and lifeless
I took off my shirt and tied it around my leg to stop the bleeding
I then, continued supporting my entire body upon my right leg
Limping and leaving behind ruby droplets I climbed
Upon climbing the last elevation! Oh! I reached the peak!
Gentle zephyrs of the heaven welcomed and cheered me!
The Sun glowed brightly to acknowledge my glory!
My name was written among the names of the immortals!
While the birds sang ‘Ye have conquered the Mountain of Glory!’

Gorgeous Creation enclosed within the cage of violence
Do I hear the echo of the cries of Creator’s Creation?
Gloomy clouds of Lust where some lusts for thunder!
Following the thunder originates the heavy rain
I breathe somewhere where greed overcomes generosity
Where the cunning betrayal overpowers the innocent trust
I see individuals surrender to the strength of these evils
But one day, I saw a speck of sunlight during these tough times
I tracked it and it steered me to a place too strange
For what lied ahead brought tears to my eyes
Two old generation who adored each other!
They didn’t fear the malevolent force
For they had an innocent smile upon their visage
And held each other’s hand…

Captain! Our soldiers have deceased on the battleground.
Young youths! Yes, they were young boys!
Their motionless figure lies on the ground.
Crimson immortal stream shall never end flowing.
Captain! They inhaled their ultimate breath,
But it was a breath that packed their blood with fright.
Several lack arms and limbs;
Some are fragmented by showers of bullet;
While others disintegrated into pieces.
But don’t worry,
For I directed a message to the Command center.
They will ship a fresh division of troops…

Do not love me, if appearance entertains thee;
For they are deceptive like an illusion,
Hoodwinking the multitude with splendor,
But inside the core may lie darkness.

Love me, for thou love me
And let that be the reason of your love.
Close thy eyes and stare at me,
Thou shalt see more attractiveness
Than thou shall ever observe.
If thy adoration be proper and genuine
Mine too…

Blades of grasses touching my feet.
O! How gentle they are!
Like hiking on the floor of heaven
But after walking some distance;
My eyes caught the obscurity.
Why the trees have been cut down?
‘Is there no soul here?’ I called out.
‘No’ the echo responded.
I observed around to perceive a tiny sapling,
Determined to endure in the desert.
I knelt down and tears rolled down my cheeks,
And I said ‘Borrow my tears and rise up!’