Today with a tourist 'Ms.Laura Wang Hao' at my village Kalam and she is from China.
12/1/2023.
Kalam valley
Gaheel village
After a long time with Friends from Netherland.
a long trek of one month in kalam and in Gilgit-Baltistan.
With Ms.Sabrena from Switzerland.
When I'm down
My soul rusted by pain
He bulges onto me
His hans a soft sooth
That ease the pain
Onto a gracious grave
To dust is painful dust.
When my feet a numb
A stagnant setting
That kills my heart
Not to nit a move away
He resurfaces
Breaks numbness
And delivers more above.
When all have left
My house bares loneliness
My heart yearns for company
My mouth numb not a word
He provides a surface of speech
Gives me space to talk to him
Lends me His big ears.
When my tables are dry
Dryness of a clear desert
Hunger scratching from deep within
Anger mounting against desperation
He cooks with a bang
Delivers meals tableful
Because He's God,
Yes He is.
There is a beautiful thing inside you that is thousands of years old.
Too old to be captured in poems. Too old to be loved by everyone But loved so very deeply by a chosen few.
Sadam Hussain
Kalami
Tourist Gouid
نہیں ہے تیرا نشیمن قصر سلطانی کی گنبد پر
تو شاہین ہے بسیرا کر پہاڑوں کی چٹانوں پر
To sleep in a jungle after a long journey behind the bonfire is so comfortable...
