Dear pals, would you suggest?
What to do when I meet my beloved
With on my face, a stream of sweat,
In my heart, some feelings dead,
And my body in noticeable stress,
What I am saying is not a jest,
I want my emotions to be expressed,
It's all because of heart disease,
My mind wants my words to be ceased,
I do not want to lose,
Have to give away all the mess,
But cannot I take a risk?
Like in the game chess,
To conquer the heart territory of my queen,
Like a king
(MUNEEB TAHIR SALEEMI)