Poetess Naila Hina
From Pakistan.


How does it feel like to love your enemy,
Is it easy to sleep with him it is not  an irony,
to differentiate between a friend and foe!

Is it easy listening to music of eternal stream,
How complicated is the song of ultimate dream!
My heart's desire, my very dear doe!

To search for light in the darkness of existence,
At the end of the tunnel, to find real Essence,
After he fixes the hot target, that's you!

How are you my friend,
Everything is not hunky-dory,
In this corona epoch daily.

Trusting is degraded its value,
After serpent deceived Eve
To outlaw on God with that Figtree.

Who will you trust dear friend,
Love has been lost its place,
In the heart of humanity in advance.

Demise is prowled behind us,
To take our goodness and peace,
Then to send us hell far distance.

Who will you trust you dear friend,
There are many thieves to steal innocent cry,
To say you believe me its horary modally.

I know the right place where it Is found,
It is in the haven peaceful personality,
To tell everything to our Lord, to Almighty.


April 3, 2020
Alemseged Sisay W.