and more

and waiting for that to come
to make my life out of fun.
I want to  love and play and fight
and more to run in bright sun light,
and jump up from the Eiffel tower,
so I touch the moon and get back home.

I love those books that are so
childish, I love the world of the
so small ants, I love to eat at the busiest roads
and smoking lanes of the old towns known.
I wish to run from old Lahore
to Moscow and then back to Hyderabad
via old markets selling fish and spices,
from Istanbul, Kabul and returning from Fez
I love old pictures for they truly freeze the time,
but paintings are young, that I could breathe
and live in their rooms and eat even after centuries
they have been painted.

I love the grass in morning
barefoot and the man singing his heart
in the mosque for us to know that we
are looked by the world's supreme
his greening leaves and our
dark hair for all is his
that I see and more
that I all day stare.