I was born to an ordinary family. My parents were not educated formally but they invest into me to get good and enough education. I was fortunate to have some great teachers who involved me in the knowledge and learning. I got my BS in Information Technology from Virtual University of Pakistan in 2007. I got my B.Ed. from Abdul Wali Khan University. My last degree was that of MS in Computer Science and Telecommunication from Gandhara Univery Peshawar, Pakistan. Literature is something that I got in my heart. I liked William Wordsworth, P.B. Shelley but my own style is something different from that of the classic and contemporary English poetry. English is not my native language and thus I am learning it as a foreign language. These reflections are Easternized in someway or the other. In some cases they reflect a global touch of love and humanity.
When the soft mild eyes sore
The moment is pleasant no more
The heart strings does not play
The song of beauty is no more heard
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The red rose wept for long
Upon the autumn sad song
And then recovered from grief
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When the gloomy evening appear
When heart breaks and eye tear
When there is silence in the world
When the gloomy night come
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When I was a child
Just after one year in school
I read a lesson “ My Sweet Home”
There was a beautiful lawn
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Put your hand in ocean
And pour all the water in thy palm
Then can you find my love’s limit
Can you find the spark of emotion?
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