Munia Khan

Dreamers must dream on as long as the nightmare wakes them upto greet with a bucketful of reality

Imprisoned peace sets the war free

In today's world hunger for sanity seems to be more intense than our hunger for food.

Death is buried there into death Hunger strikes on its own last breathNo spine to shiver, no heart talks At life__ craving poverty mocksFrom the poem 'Exhumation

Wild animals are less wild and more human than many humans of this world

A lonely soul is the best friend of itself

Lovers are food for each other to sustain their lives

Let our love chase all clouds awayHold my hand and feel the dayYour footsteps guide my steps all alongBeneath my skin your veins belong.

A hand is not enough...to never let go

Forms of love are so many. Just make sure your heart can fit in it.

When you kiss, my world falls apartHeaven comes down to woo my heart

Night after night on starry wingsNight lovers soared so highMiles apart, across the oceansTheir love forgot to sighIn heavenly flight__ timelessnessThat highest height treasuredInto the deepest of all bluesTheir depth of love measured.From the poem 'The Ballad of Night Lovers

Far away soul in a dreamy stateForgotten slumber seemingly latePure rhythmic love now rising higherUnclad passion our only attire

Only loyal love knows the sacred path to a faithful heart

Love is love, even if it is illicit; like light remains light even in the darkness.

Every morningbefore the birds starttrilling me their stories,I give birth to a new lovethrough my same old heartwhen a lake__ placidityfinds life in the swans breathOnly for you...From the poem 'Only For You

Life is one big gym where we need to constantly workout to stay fit for this world. And indeed love here is the treadmill.

Oceanic farness treasures tomorrowMingled tears lost in the sea of sorrowOur immortal love will lead us a way When pale days remain cloudy and grey