In memory of a loved one
the day you left
whole town wept
last rites don’t apply
as angels just fly
patience, care
Love immense
life after you
made no sense
who will now
calm me down
let me wear
that intellect crown
time has passed
since I have seen
that smile
that laugh
most beautiful heart
ever been
years pass
images degrade
those memories
however
never fade
heaven will have
a great party tonight
as soul of the world
celebrate in style
we on earth are
missing you
on your birthday
kissing you
in milk honey streams
in mad laughter screams
in every moment dreams
Tag Archives: pakistan
Birthplace (Rural Sindh)
desert with
its mystery lanes,
absolutely
stunning planes
People welcoming,
rural scene
million times
I have been
it is still refreshing
earth talks to me
telling all the tales
who succeeded and failed
what happened
to that buddy of mine
losing all hopes
still he shined
life, it travails
still around
walk in Bazaar,
smiles abound
everyone acknowledges
your being, presence
care and affection
no city ignorance
London, New York
Rio and Rome
all seen and measured
nothing like home
and I am home
it feels good
and it should!
Hospitality
We met at the train station, it was so good to see her after such a long time. Her beautiful eyes had hints of longing, slight irritation, stories of years passed between us and some satisfaction to see me in good health. She asked her errand boy to give three beautiful marigold flowers to me one by one, he said to me each time in Urdu ‘yay-lo bhaijan’ which meant ‘take this brother’. We instantly laughed hearing that, knowing at least two other ways to interpret ‘yay-lo’. I was home and life was beautiful. My mother gave me a hug and jail time seemed like a distant past.
Affection
affection so deep
even angels weep
when she cries in pain
having lost you again
for a moment or two
an adventure a start
perhaps nothing for you
could break her heart
don’t go too deep
don’t fly too far
you should know
how mothers are
loving caring
deep endearing
heartache bearing
they laugh with your smile
stressed when you are sad
killing anything bad
comes near you
even within a mile
value every moment
with her deeply
love her steeply
nature forgets you
when she is gone
you are all alone
and no one left whole
who will get you
what you want
by happily, merrily
selling her soul
Looking through
Nothing on the other side
All we seek is inside
Within us, stop searching thus
Soul, heart will show the way
Every night, each day,
Just listen, let them have their say
In this, perhaps only here, you may
find redemption
Earn
People,
Some are good hearted
Good natured few as well
Evil live amongst us
Real monsters dwell
We rely on the good ones
To make this world turn
Power you can have any day
Respect you earn!
Rush hour
will today be any different
or same rush and drag
morning nightmares
work’s lingering lag
passing thousand hurdles
tongues fiddle and gag
mind sinks, doesn’t think,
today would be any better
in a mad rush, talk later
