31 March, 2019
So many eyes pass
Through the way
But the busy eyes neglect
To notice me
May be the human soul
That I possess have no worth
If I too were a stone
Buried deep, down
All the busy eyes
Would have beamed
All the hustle heart
Would have stopped for a second
To pick me up, own me,
To embrace me
Because of their love for
The pride, position,
And the luxurious life
But I am not noticed
Because I am not a sparkling gemstone
But i am a simple human soul.
- Shafa Abajulfan