Binding Woes! Naila Hina

Eyes emerging from

The refrigerator and AC

From the cabinets, windows,

Eyes of the human,

of a calm sky

 Drowning in the evening

From the human doors,

The ears heard a sweet sound

Woke up on the beach.

Eyes sprouting like buds

Enchanted by fairy blood

From the human window,

From the eyes of Almira

The nose smelled the fragrance

Escape in the air

From the window of eyes

I saw confidence

Flowing in a river

The sky has long lost its deep sleep,

Mud has long lost its hearty laughter,

Man has long lost his binding woes!