SONG OF LOVE
MATLOOB BOKHARI
Let us sit on the grass
And smoke the pipe of peace.
Let us go in the dark, silent alley
And light a lamp with gentle  smiles.
Let us walk on the sand of Karbala
And conquer hate with  love.
Let us learn  from  sparrow and nightingale
Sit in chapel , sing in mosque, stay  in mandar
The world is a sweet smelling  rose,
Why to  fill it with bombs and blasts?