Leave these new habits of your's,
Don't put over burden on us,
Our shoulders don't let us bear it,
Leave these new habits of your's.
We are not behind the Scenes,
We are in front of the Scenes,
Because we make the twine of truth,
You can see it through magnifying glass of truth.
Here you are! With an algorithm for a query,
I have a dream to solve this query,
We are not penury-stricken of the time,
We are hijacked of mind by your query.
If water can flow by it's wish,
Then why we can't live without your wish?
This is not a dirge by me,
This is a sod of wish to you by me.
If you are the gauge-reader of the barrage,
Then we are the king of sea,
If you need a notion of success,
We can give you by the gates of barrage
They may be new habits of yours, but they aren't new habits of mine. (Just had to say that!) ;-) And, if water can flow by its wish, then there'll be no need or pumps for electricity to pump them. Sweet.
Keep it high!
Fakhre Hyder (poems reciter)
Ron