Subscribe to the BlogA poem by Nida Rauf - a young writer who loves to write for the social cause.
Questions unanswered bothers me
Nagging in my head tortures me
Thoughts racing in my mind's sea
Like waves falling through eyes free
Tears so small on cold skin fell
Depicting my heart's eternal depth
In silence I lie, calm and serene
Determined to keep my sea within me
Am I blessed or is it a trial instead
To have all to eat and clothe the best
A man lying in a park bare feet
On a cloth lesser than my bedsheet
The pillow so small like my doll's keep
Is this even his or thrown by someone like me?
Am I to be happy atleast he sleeps?
Or tortured by this restlessness inside me?
Could I be of help? I reflected
May be I could lessen the grief through hands extended
For I am a human with His capacities
He, who feeds all humanity
It is then my duty of feeling and caring
To take him home and share His blessings
.
Tonight I sleep with no restlessness prevailing
For a heart feeling pain can turn a trial into a blessing
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