I loved you but you left.Noor Ul Ain Khawaja
I am fading into the wind with a restless soul and a broken wing.
Every second, every hour, I feel you are very far.
Far away from sight.
Far away from ears to be heard
And far away from a hand to be touched.
I know you love a country most.
While standing away in your post.
Just remember with your every breath
There is someone behind praying for your just one sight.
Staying behind while waiting for you…
I pray I cry I wait for you.
In these hours as cold as blue, I am just hoping to find you