All Are One! Engr Dr Naila Hina

All my loved ones are one

They were all the same men

Same shape, tall, fair coloured 

Dark-haired, brown, black, blue, 

Green eyes. Achilles' hair was 

So golden, still. The same anger,

The same gentleness, the same 

Beauty. The same pain, the same

Blood lust, the same love and 

Affection. The same heartthrobs,

Who is the rubaai of Khayyam

The same heart of joy, 

The same drunken melody like 

The flowing waterfalls, surprising!

Shapeshifters, dude, oppressors 

Stone-hearted, melodramatic!