I've needed glasses since I was 11 years old,
And I never wore them until a few weeks ago.
I was afraid of being bullied,
So I spent my entire school years with blurred vision,
Sitting close to the whiteboards,
Or sneakily copying the words from my friends' notebooks.
And now I have glasses and the world is clear and pristine.
Or it would be if they weren't constantly smudged and *****.
No matter how clean I get them,
Three minutes later they've attracted more smudges, clumsy fingerprints.
My point is, helping yourself is the right thing to do,
But it doesn't always mean the quality of your life will be better.
Just...different.

After you left me I am in constant torture
My love how can I find you in this desert
Since I am still in trance of your departure
Because you are my soul , heart's comfort

Most of the time I do see a path to follow
But then darkness of disgust takes me on
I do appreciate I am not perfect but hollow
But I know after dark night there is dawn

Let follow the path of God to the heaven
Miracles will happen when we strive for
Beauty of love is in real hidden fountain
Allow my passion to explore not to debar

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow

I watch the sun dance,
Everyday that it cares to shine,
On the lake
Every time the wind bothers to blow a kiss to the earth
That sun sways to dazzle
Though the sun, and the moon
Show off, and dance, for the water they both so love
The water always kisses the shore
And the uncaring land,
Cares no more, than to push the waving lips of the water
Away

You might think you are an average person
The one on the street we walk by and miss
But to help somebody's life not worsen
Is a thought no one should have to dismiss

Struggling people fighting for their lives
Want their suffering to come to an end
Their pain is unbearable like sharp knives
The least we can do is just be a friend

The agony dealt with could be relieved
With a simple smile or a high five
If we all came together and believed
It would be great to see the fighters thrive

The need of more helpers is essential
You can help, don't limit your potential

You don't have a soul
You are a soul

I was floating up into the sky
Completely free
Where no mortal rules would apply
Nothing stopping me

I would stop right at the edge;
Of our fleeting world and space
In this theoretical world I would jump off that ledge
See if there is more
Then what I have bin told I can explore
Or look death in the face