Poem: The Little Bird

                      The Little Bird

       The little bird fly, fly to the sky;

                 As it's broad for thy,

    Follow my direction as guide for thy.

        Thou hast to move yet so high

         As thy journey hast more site.

       O the little bird move, move fast,

              As thou hast to go so far.

               It's inception of thy fly,

          Thou hast to move for so high.

       Thou mustn't scare the fly of thy

                    As it's trial of thy.

     Thou art a sufferer; yet not so high

               See the foregoers of thy;

         All the sufferers gained like thy.

                                    (Hamid Rasool  Sulehri)