Nothing Done Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Neither have I stopped a star from falling
Nor helped any flower against withering.

Neither made any stony heart soft
Nor surmounted any high loft.

Neither guided a wayward soul
Nor filled misery's dark hole.

Neither dried tears from eyes
Nor relieved any heart of sighs.

Neither could I lend my eyes
Only selfishness in my heart lies.

Inferior to a tiny lamp I am
Far shorter than a petal I am.

Snakes and thorns are free of malice
Only I live in Hatred's palace.

No breath, no glance, no smile
Of love I afford even for a while.

Something worthwhile may I do
May I become a human true!

May I think sympathetically for others!
May I sew soul's torn off tethers!