Off piste! Naila Hina

Is love only to be seen from far 

Or can it be touched and felt

Everyone is at ease in their 

homes and lives, why I kept

Knocking at your door to 

Disturb you for the forbidden hunt

I keep watching you going out

Life passes through the fist

Right in front of me, you stand 

I can't wait to touch your mist

Just see you in a dream, walking 

With another going in, I'm out! 

Books are preserved and bonded

Libraries are grandeur well built

Helli skiing is prohibited, although

It's a good way to go off-piste!!