No One is Stone
The aches, the pains and the worries
Are alike to all the realms of hearts.
No one is a beast or wild or enemy
But for his own heart and of his own love,
No one is stone, or if one calls one,
Amaze not, stones, too, oft give way to water
And once the water touches the inner core,
Stones melt, and cry and want love
As even the hardest of man possesses a heart
A heart makes him want to love
For dire situations,
Make him fear alone
Or loneliness makes him groans
For a man is not made for it
And cherishes company.
So, the longings, fears, hatred make him feel and love
This a human virtue to suffer agony and weep
With the agonies of others
Thus, no one is stone, or harsh or indifferent
Nor can be!
But love loved and dear and endeared
Like others, the same, the human.
By Israr Khan
