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                    The Following Storm       Behold! Behold! the following storm,               O man beware of thy harm. The hovering dusk alarms the man's norm;        That it's the result of man's crime.                It looks like the deep night,       And demise is ready to show its light;       That seems searching for man's sight.              A star gets bright in the height;               Telling thee to stop the spite,               If thou want to safe thy life.                                     (Hamid Rasool Sulehri)

                      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; ...