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...