The Mother
Mother is bestowed with all heavenly qualities
From beginning till end she remains at stake
She is a shelter in severe summer like the trees
God gifted style makes mother never to shake

Mother is emblem of God on this difficult land
She bears the pain and remains always in front
What a leader is she to love chain ,love band
She remains ever ready just to bear the brunt

Love of mother can not be easily understood
It is but a gift of series of sacrifices to offer
She maintains balance and remains really good
She is a reality without which world is blur

Let be frank to pay homage but with sincerity
She helps the children to keep their heads high
We must acclaim the claim with more clarity
In her all wonderful pursuits she touches the sky

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2018 Golden Glow

I come to my perspective
from a position
of privilege
with more power to express
points of view
that are oppressed
or ignored.

My eyes reveal
the soft dust particles
floating on beams of light
playing on the cracked,
vined bricks,
Flowering on waves along the wall,
conveying on the stretch of broken stone,
winding on the bubbled pains to the wooden frames
natural blinds serving their purpose
my eye flitting to the top of the wall
a forest, growing
into the light.

A mirror of water filling a void
framed by the weeds of cleanliness
to the soft wind blowing
green on green on green
though bypassed by the sparkling
eyes of a newcomer,
the wisk of grey air reveals;
the Sound of Water