God And Sun Poem by Muhammad Khalid

All was left in a dreadful pain,
and my village was left past behind,
every good frame diminished in vain,
to give some tears to make a bind,
my village I'll somehow again find.
They bid me goodbye they wished to me,
my well being may it go right,
and achieve what I can be,
to extend the bond to a greater height,
where they will be not there to accompany my days and night.
And phase when over they turn their face,
and cry among their souls,
they wish that there should be mine's no trace,
to let them remember my rolls,
for it itches them when they flock among their shoals.
welcome and goodbye is always on,
and doesn't never stop,
when every spent days are torn,
where people pass as a coin in a shop,
and rotates like a spinning top.
But on the wagon I saw two companions,
when dawn looked behind the trees,
over the clouds and mountains,
and contrast provided by the cool breeze,
on the way to my home on far seas.
They, I know are strong willed,
they will never turn their head,
and will never be thrilled,
by a rapid outcome of a dread,
even though when the outfits are unevenly spread.
One was god another was sun,
who ran behind and sat beside,
though no one could see and let it burn,
because they're feared to hide,
they always accompanies my ride.