The Queen
Asma Siddiqui Who is the Queen? The grass is tall and the fields are green The one who toils, from morn to night In the fields, to make it bright Or the one whose steps are elegant Whose hands and feet so delicate Few moments she strolls on the green For hours she praises the green Who is good at expression? The poor who toils day in and day out With mind and heart in harmony Or the pompous dame Whose words reveal the game That mighty thoughts are lame Words and actions crave for fame Silence Asma Siddiqui Hush! It is silence Nothing remains to explain Trees sway in harmony Birds sing a different symphony O! Words in silence Nothing, but deep in essence World is a beautiful tragedy People are quiet over its agony Hush! It is silence Nothing remains to explain Love needs no expression Silence needs no explanation Yet, words become meaningless As we say what we mean not to mean Question the soul, does it speak? No But yes! Only to those who can hear it speak! ::All copyrights reserved --~--~---------~--~----~------------~-------~--~----~ You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Green Youth Movement" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected] To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/greenyouth?hl=en-GB -~----------~----~----~----~------~----~------~--~---
