I don't write for you
Or for your entertainment
I just love writing.*

© Ali Qureshi

And like a flower
I keep losing parts of me
Is it the wind's fault
that it blows too hard?
Is it my fault
that I easily fall apart?
Is it the petal's fault
that it can't hold on?

And like a flower
I try to bloom

But like a flower
I always wither

I am waiting for that touch
I am waiting for that embrace
I am waiting for that glance
I am waiting for that smile

Where human dignity of LOVE
Will not be measured by
The value of education, prestige
Position, power or money

I am waiting for the moment when
Lover's self-respect won't be auctioned

I am waiting for the moment when
LOVER's emotions won't be suppressed

I am waiting for the moment when
LOVER's humility won't be challenged

I am waiting for the moment when
All masks will be discarded

I am waiting for the moment when
Each person is presented as a LOVER

I am waiting for the moment when
We won't see those
Lost tearful eyes of a LOVER

I am waiting for the moment when
We won't see the
LOVERS grow old waiting for a hug
And hold each other's hand

I am waiting for the moment when
We won't see each human
Choosing the path of work-life over LOVE

I am waiting for the moment when
We wont'see anyone
Doing any oppressive wrong to LOVERz

Let us pledge to bring
A morning like that

LET us show the world
What real TRUE LOVE is...

That is the day
Peace, Equality, Rights, Harmony
Will be born

A new wonderful world of LOVE