He wasn't exactly virulent,
nor was he benovalent.
He was always vindicated
which never failed to indicate,
that he was sophisticated.

They said he was a gift taken for granted.
He was free but priceless.
He was what they desired to have
Yet something which made them crave.
It was said he was an illusion.
Which never failed to create confusion.
In the soft &impressionable mind of their's,
They said he seemed limiteless in despair.
But yet was quick in perky affairs.

Once lost he could never be found again.
He was 'time'.

~Faiza Khan

I could never decide whether to be forlorn
Or fill the void with fruitless ally.

Each sunrise that was witnessed by me,
I had to resolve, whether to exist or to live.

Day after day I had to find a way
To be adroit and ardent without going astray.

When my heart and mind were in utter chaos,
It was love that gave them tranquility.

My mind was a mere symbol of menace,
My heart an epitome of solace. ~Faiza Khan