Friday, August 17, 2018

My favourite Prime Minister

Sky opened up with tears of joy

For a wonderful soul, their blue eyed boy

An oratory of divine with long pause

Every decision for a well thought cause

A right man got stuck in a wrong group

While other ended up in soup

He had a  big heart with an open door

Who carried message of peace  to Lahore

Catapulted our country to the league of superpowers

Succumbed after shocks during difficult hours

He left us with an irreparable loss

Yet his speeches will continue to inspire us




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