4 February 2013
Being weak is human, Being bleak a source for dreams. Being limited in my senses, Makes me cynical; Taught to please. Being real means being assigned, To lessons never learnt, The way being happy asks you be in... The 'being'you ignored thus weren't. Memories, now been, are timeless, No science, remedy or cure; But the being itself was a feeling alone, Our 'Being' a blessing, but flawed.
Subah Sadiq Khan
Being • Opuss № I