Thursday, December 14, 2017

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Celebrate ~ Think Stop, Think ~

in cold, grief  snow bound encapsulated
crushed fallen swept foliage separated
branches heaving moaning  sighing
I , like the brave trunk stiff but

December last days,ending or drifting
to  new beginnings, dreary evenings
what is to be celebrated, one is thinking
it is a time of gathering and blessing…

bloodshed blasts ,death blows through
North East North West North South North
does not stop- by benumbing weather
death knows not barbed wire or border

why celebrate the coming of Peace when
peace is not belief,when straff and strife
is here there and everywhere, then, do
do we really love or care for human life “?

Celebrate with joy in white and red
white is a shroud and blood is red
spirits rise, bodies lie, darkened sky
players play with arms’ held high-

I seek Peace and Holy Peace will come!
we pray and decorate honor and wait’
‘O People do not stop to Celebrate’ the
Gift of Life, let the Bells Ring, anticipate

bury the hate for black or white
world is a rainbow ‘ day or night
think stop think no one is winning’
Hark, I feel, Someone Blessed is Coming’

Know now the reason the time, not, is late’
Time to Be Happy Time to Celebrate , Celebrate

Sunday, November 26, 2017

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Flower Rose' ~ Oh Dear Flower ,If


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O' Dear Flower, folded 
in invisible scents
tender covers
softly protecting
the unknown
wrapped in curves
like hands,a 
praying pair
patiently serves
in quietude

O Dear Flower, resting
in a book,
making the page sacred
to the touch,words that rest too,forever silent, till they meet
the eyes, of an unknown, bear the flaps and caresses, 
of moving finger tips, as the covers flip, 

O Dear Flower, you are a rose of many colors
budding, blooming, on bush and bowers
in sunshine rain or cool summer showers
spread on shrouds  taken to high towers 

O' Dear Flower' how long can you stay
the fragrance radiate, the presence, comfort
the love share, If only you could, for ever be
and like the words lay for me to see

If ......



Wednesday, November 15, 2017

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Meteor Shower ~ One Or A Shower Far Away ~



67.5. And, indeed, We have adorned the lowest heaven (the heaven of the world) with lamps (stars), and made (out of) them missiles to drive away devils; and for them, We have prepared (in the Hereafter) the punishment of the Blaze.

a world of deception
a world of truth
a world of nature
a world of perception

beauty is truth and truth' beauty'
Glory of the Creator manifest
in Light, sun or moon'
in nightly jewels best'

a world of wonder
a sky of thunder
Good thrown asunder
Of Man's  first blunder?

shall it be then grace?
when changed was the face
taking the forbidden 'lace'
and defying glorious space?

meteor or a shooting star 
flying stone of fire is one  afar
a missile sent,on evil bent on
 obdurate pride, clear or haar, 

imagine if it is a meteor shower
how much pride, terror hate 
would cover and infest  
 the world's rose flower bower?

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Animals ~ Furry Caretaker ~





no desire to roll

or prance

contentment replete

in form and fur

silent breath

silent purr

guarding the door

on barren floor

profound faith

defying death_

my love have seen

no desire for more,

to heaven I’ve been

back with orders

to guard a spirit 

with the invisible

screen



Friday, September 29, 2017

For POETS UNITED Midweek Motif ~ Rising Above '~ You Can Only Rise If ...~






loved the homeland

played in the sand
a few steps were a mile ,
 story books faithful silent companions
twinkling jewels friends at night

loved the constellations 

woke up, rising loved the sunlight warm
loved the school learning farm
fell from the tricycle injured the knee
cried limped but rose to ride a bigger wheel

loved to drive

 the jeeps no motorbikes though
CJ5, Willys Toyotas, Oh Dear-
time slipped, walls houses became smaller
workload increased so did the traffic

felt the strain and stress

revelation realization presence
of pain loss and fear, set in
blackouts sirens guns fired
shattered peace as conflict began

college did not stop, nation united
defeated the enemy, father at war front,
mother and I silently patiently held on
staying strong, praying 

missed the homeland Kashmir
and now this land?  Rise Above '
this is life, freedom' a blessing'


'pewasta reh shajar se umeed e bahar rakh' 
Allama Iqbal's poetry inspired again
let go not the rope of Hope n Faith
'momin ho to be tegh bhi larrta hai sipahi'
a true believer can fight without weapons

I can only rise if I first kneel
my mission of life must  be to heal
soothe comfort others in need
A Voice said 
You can only rise if  you stay low
 be just  and before the One Almighty, bow'.