SYED FAIZAN
One day the wind of freedom will come
careworn people will be no more Mum.
Darkness of fear will come to end …
sooner or later this despotism will come to end…
One day conscience of inner voice will awake
Spirit of dead Ashes will joyfully slake…
Someday we will feel the real joy…
everyone will come forward and enjoy….
In our paradise the happiness of sun will rise again…
Everyone in the misery will smile again…
