Moin Uddin
I just want to
Write songs for you
So that you could sing
And, I could be with you in every setting.
I just want to
Make you happy
So that you could feel free
And I could be with you in your tree.
You are a birdie
And want to fly
To any place
To any surface
That can let you breathe
And let you plant the seed
And many years later
To taste the fruits
Of your hard work
To institute all your framework
Oh oh, to distribute your heart work
To the ones, that needs the most
Of your love, that helps them to host.
I just want to
Love you more
So that you could feel calm
And I could be with you to relish your charm.
I just want to
Make your dreams come true
So that you could feel empower
And I could be with you in happy hour.
You are power
And want to use it
For good reason
For good solution
That can let you help
And let you to be yourself
And sometimes later
To see people free
From all those prejudices
That were deep rooted
Where people were muted.
Oh oh, to use it for good cause
To the ones, that needs the most
Of your love, that helps them to toast.
I just want to
Write songs for you
So that you could sing.
I just want to
Make you happy
So that you could feel free.
A version of this poem appears in print on April 22, 2018 08:55 AM Moin Uddin
I just want to
Write songs for you
So that you could sing
And, I could be with you in every setting.
I just want to
Make you happy
So that you could feel free
And I could be with you in your tree.
You are a birdie
And want to fly
To any place
To any surface
That can let you breathe
And let you plant the seed
And many years later
To taste the fruits
Of your hard work
To institute all your framework
Oh oh, to distribute your heart work
To the ones, that needs the most
Of your love, that helps them to host.
I just want to
Love you more
So that you could feel calm
And I could be with you to relish your charm.
I just want to
Make your dreams come true
So that you could feel empower
And I could be with you in happy hour.
You are power
And want to use it
For good reason
For good solution
That can let you help
And let you to be yourself
And sometimes later
To see people free
From all those prejudices
That were deep rooted
Where people were muted.
Oh oh, to use it for good cause
To the ones, that needs the most
Of your love, that helps them to toast.
I just want to
Write songs for you
So that you could sing.
I just want to
Make you happy
So that you could feel free.
A version of this poem appears in print on April 22, 2018 08:55 AM Moin Uddin
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