Superficiality

food and drink
wine and wink
laugh and link
social butterfly
life in sync
wearing woven
pretty hot pink
stilettos long heeled
diamonds and bling
sing and sing
before the last call

Potluck

Ceramic act, earthen ware
millions splashed randomly
not a penny to spare
craft adorning vast palaces,
bare minimum living, hard to bear,
fare isn’t fair, utter waste of a prayer

Zero to infinity

First experiment in publication…please take a look at ‘Zero to Infinity’ a short book with ten poems at iBooks store…since love, devotion and thoughts are priceless, this book is free. I have created it over one of the weekends so apologies in advance for any typos and navigation issues that you may experience. If you like it then please spread the word. Depending on its popularity or otherwise I may decide to do a full scale 30/40 poems one soon. Link below, you will need an apple iPad. Apologies to others. I do have a large pdf available, send me a message I will email it to you 🙂

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/zero-to-infinity/id822654367?ls=1&mt=11

Reflections

Faces change
beyond recognition
Shine and worth
doesn’t last
Lies unravel fast,
Clergy loses its sect
leaders forget their act
Reflections on a mirror
of truth and fact

Rosary

Wine and prayer mixes
Destiny declares,
fate fixes
heart colour changes,
undermine jinxes
thoughts repeated
in fours and sixes
Till redemption

Here is a more rebellious thought:

Tasbeeh
Allah Hu, Allah hu
Haq
Allah Hu, Allah hu
Qalander declares
Breaking his beads
Dancing on his feet
Control not seen
for miles
Rosaries, prayers
Nothing sedate
My lord my mate
Fill my heart
With love
Remove hate
These fools with beards
Long robes, black or white
crosses, rosaries in their hands
They repeat and pretend
You belong to them
Rest of us be ashamed
for our sins and our deeds
In young minds and hearts
hatred they seed
Hypocrisy they lead
Nothing they concede
Such closed hearts
Where to end
Where to start
Qalandar, the mad
Uncontrollable
dancing
Darwish I follow
Rest is just a game
Shallow and hollow
Allah hu, Allah hu
Haq
Allah hu, Allah hu

Perfume

Smell my soul
O beloved
Sweet waft of roses
You will find you
more than me
Such is the plea
of this insolvent
beggar

Trinkets

Metropolis
of diamonds, silver,
Sparkling gold
Shiny dwellings,
flashy carriages
Nothing old
Life, love, lust,
All on sale
All being sold
Lies are fashion
Truth was never
ever told
Hold and hold
breath
till you depart