MY DREAM
In this hustle and bustle,
In my world of tussle,
Still beauty of my homeland,
Stands as beautiful as beauty itself,
The raised mountains,
The green plains,
The shining glaciers,
Waters clear like mirrors,
Day starts with the piety of devotion,
Almighty showering pure dew drops,
Each petal and flower in ablution,
Where commitment is honoured
With guests we are pleasured
Love is our style
Sorrows and joys are shared
Where just dreamt is peace!
Day and night keeps no barriers
With the open ones and with the closed ones
Dreamt is only peace
Rich and poor dream a common dream
But to them comes the same night
Where also dreamt is only peace!
I too see a dream
Where I see no hopeless mother
Standing on the desolate land
I hear no cries and see no tears
I look in to the eyes of a hopeful bride
For the arrival of her coming groom.
In the severance of his son
I see no father in destitution
No person entangled in the tangles of agony
No person lost in his undecided destiny
No bud trampled before its bloom
I see a blessed sister
Blessed with her brothers blessings
I see no orphaned sibling
I see no gloom of widows
I hear no bang on the street
My people smile with a hearty smile
My people dressed in the dresses of peace
My people secure in the security of peace
My people dressed in white and blue
Where fragrance of dignified peace blooms
No farms under destruction
No homes ablaze in encounter
Colours of calmness scattered there
With no presence of reds and blacks
As red haunts me now
Won't you ask me why?
Or here also people like me are stoned?
The hearts have stoned now
With those dreadful bloodshed sights
In this valley of my illusion
Yes this world of my dreams
I dare to dream peace
You all pray for my dream to come true
It is Ghazal's belief dreams are dreamt to come true!