Cracks in my ugly mind br Broken hearts of egoistic sighs br Looking down br The streets of deserted highs br Dancing legs br And mystic eyes br Floor is all wet br But she is dancing wise br Please save me Lord br From this agonizing noise br O’ my God! br Either You are a tough examiner br Or I suppose to fall after every rise br My mother wants to see me br As if I am of a baby size br She wants to hold me tight br Against her bosom br For always br Look br There is blood everywhere br She is dead br And my dreams br Both lower limbs amputated br Still a Mona Lisa smile br Dances on the dry lips br Of our dreamsbr br Dr Kamran Haider Bukharibr br