“Oh, Moon, so fair and bright,
In the darkest hour, you bring us light.
Lucky and kind, you shine above,
A beacon of hope, spreading love.
I often wonder, as a human being,
Why we’re not like you, so caring and freeing.
You light up the world, for all to see,
Regardless of who they may be.
When I lay in my front yard, gazing high,
You kiss my tears, as they softly cry.
You’re there with me, in my moments of pain,
As I pour my heart out, like drops of rain.
Why do we hurt, when we could heal?
Why do we break, when we could seal?
The moon, so kind, never loses its grace,
While we humans stumble, in this earthly race.
Let’s learn from the moon, its gentle ways,
And strive to be kind, throughout our days.
For one day, we’ll leave this world behind,
But the moon will continue to shine, so kind.
So let’s be like the moon, spreading light,
In a world that often feels dark and tight.
With love and compassion, let’s make our stand,
And illuminate the world, hand in hand.
“A Tale of Love”
In the realm of hair, a tale unfolds,
Of locks that shimmered, stories untold.
Every girl beheld my strands with delight,
But it’s not just their beauty that made them ignite.
For I held a secret, a purpose so grand,
To donate my hair, a helping hand.
To cancer patients, who lost their own,
A gift of hope, a chance to be shown.
One day, I witnessed a girl so dear,
With her little brother, shedding a tear.
Chemotherapy had taken her hair away,
Her brother’s touch, a tender display.
Moved by their plight, I made a choice,
To share my hair, to give them a voice.
Selfish society questioned my act,
“Why lose your hair?” they did react.
But I stood strong, with conviction in my heart,
For it’s not about losing, but playing a part.
To those without hair, who fight the fight,
My sacrifice brings them a glimmer of light.
As I touch my short hair, a bittersweet embrace,
I feel a sense of sadness, a trace.
But in the depths of my soul, I know it’s true,
My hair may be gone, but love shines through.
For in the beauty of giving, we find our grace,
A chance to make a difference, in life’s embrace.
So let us celebrate the power of hair,
A symbol of kindness, a love beyond compare.
Anila Bukhari, a remarkable individual from Pakistan, is a true force of inspiration. With her unwavering dedication, she has become a beacon of hope for children’s rights, women’s empowerment, and peace. Anila’s poetic prowess has touched the hearts of readers in over 50 countries, transcending language barriers and spreading love and positivity. Her journey as a writer began at a young age, and she has since used her talent to make a difference in the lives of orphaned children through her project “Hopeful Hugs.” By providing dolls and spreading love, Anila has brought smiles to the faces of countless homeless children, reminding them that they are not alone. Anila’s passion for education and equality shines through her advocacy for girls’ education. She believes that every child, regardless of their background, deserves access to quality education. Her dedication to this cause has earned her recognition and numerous awards, including the International Community Service Award and the International Book Peace Award. Through her poetry, Anila has created a platform for self-expression and empowerment. Her words have adorned the walls of art galleries, community centers, and cafes, captivating audiences and inspiring change. Her ability to capture the essence of human emotions and experiences is truly remarkable. Anila Bukhari is a shining example of how one person can make a profound impact on the world. Her dedication to helping others, promoting peace, and spreading love through her poetry is an inspiration to us all. With her words, she continues to touch lives and create a brighter future for generations to come.