Poems from Abid zia
I am so poor
Even to do for a tour
To sea His beauties
With company of my cuties
To look alive sites
With no one can I fight
Have you ever touch
With your heart full clutch
My emotions and my feelings
To be with you ever willing
No excuse but you refuse
Ah,Made...
Bird to a bird
Have u any word
To say to the men
Whenever u have sin
Throw it to a bin
Fly with your fin
Oh, I live in a world
Where,each one have a murder
To save other, to save one's mother
Me with my home key
Can't avoid the suffer
To save...
One to ten one to ten
Everyone is hen every one is hen
No one is cock or peacock here
Everyone is rock here
It's Pakistan not uk
U can...