Archive for May, 2013

Rose has her day

May 17, 2013

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Roses have always occupied my attention 
They are kind of kings among roses if I correctly mention 
But what you terms real rose in her equal brilliance? 
I have found in her an opportunity and real chance 

You have to witness wonderful personality of her
She is desert flower with all the fragrance there 
But thorns around to protect her self and image 
As she is about to witness great upheaval of an age 

She can afford to have her own luxurious style
But that has not altered her ambition meanwhile
She stands for down trodden and poor Muslims
Proper education is in her blood and remains a dream 

“Rose” may gain new height when “Allah” showers 
Gain respect from people when they may whisper 
In her praise about noble work done for no return 
Now all their wishes may be her asset in turn 

She is running for cause from limited source
That comes from meager income without any force
That is her secret strength and an ability to maneuver 
After all she doing it for true Islamic followers 

She has resemblance of Angela Julie*
Dedicated to hungry people and providing it free 
She has adopted number of countries 
Rose is worried too about human miseries 

She makes crusade against corrupt practices
Followed under the aegis of religion promises
A true follower as her self, she refused to be drawn 
She may not believe in un rest but not rest of her own 

Rose is not my ideal or personal friend
But she stands for ideals which others have failed 
She has her aim in life to be fulfilled
I wish she longs in life as Allah has willed

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I turn 67 today

May 17, 2013

I turn sixty seven today

I was on river bank to witness river flow 
The water was fresh and silently allowed 
No hindrance and no blockade 
Just with one aim to go ahead and later on fade 

Time is also like that 
Makes human beings to stand on toe and face the fate 
Gives no room to repent for failure 
It is simple way to go after it and ascertain the future 

Yes, enough water has flowed in river since then 
I have observed it since long and now even 
I throw little stones in water and see the round waves 
They create round waves and reach the shore to nicely behave 

They have lost the speed and voice with the age 
So is my urge to live more and manage 
“If god willing” we always assert 
Go on stage and take part in concert 

I am turning sixty seven today 
With no fun fare but in silent way 
I look back and see the complete journey 
How nicely it was spent with the blessings from almighty? 

Yes journey is to be taken up with some kind of mission 
It has to be on write earnest with no confusion 
Life is just a period on lease 
Love is the only weapon with us to release 

Hatred and animosity can be earned without struggle 
War and poverty can be caused without any trouble 
What can not be attained in less frame work of time? 
I think love and affection that may come after long time 

Many wishes may pour in from friends 
Day may pass off with happy end 
I shall be feeling great man on earth 
As thousands of friends may greet on seventeenth (17/5/1947) 

Lucky to pass and happy to survive for so many years 
I hear many good words which please the ears 
It is their good wishes and internal attachment 
That makes me to smile and enjoy the moment 
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I turn 67 today

May 17, 2013

I turn sixty seven today

I was on river bank to witness river flow 
The water was fresh and silently allowed 
No hindrance and no blockade 
Just with one aim to go ahead and later on fade 

Time is also like that 
Makes human beings to stand on toe and face the fate 
Gives no room to repent for failure 
It is simple way to go after it and ascertain the future 

Yes, enough water has flowed in river since then 
I have observed it since long and now even 
I throw little stones in water and see the round waves 
They create round waves and reach the shore to nicely behave 

They have lost the speed and voice with the age 
So is my urge to live more and manage 
“If god willing” we always assert 
Go on stage and take part in concert 

I am turning sixty seven today 
With no fun fare but in silent way 
I look back and see the complete journey 
How nicely it was spent with the blessings from almighty? 

Yes journey is to be taken up with some kind of mission 
It has to be on write earnest with no confusion 
Life is just a period on lease 
Love is the only weapon with us to release 

Hatred and animosity can be earned without struggle 
War and poverty can be caused without any trouble 
What can not be attained in less frame work of time? 
I think love and affection that may come after long time 

Many wishes may pour in from friends 
Day may pass off with happy end 
I shall be feeling great man on earth 
As thousands of friends may greet on seventeenth (17/5/1947) 

Lucky to pass and happy to survive for so many years 
I hear many good words which please the ears 
It is their good wishes and internal attachment 
That makes me to smile and enjoy the moment 
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I said this before

May 14, 2013

 

I said this before

 

I said this before 
Again I speak for it therefore 
It is bad manner 
That may be realized sooner 

It is disrespect for a poet
For fresh or old to remain quiet 
Not because he finds place here
But goes unheard somewhere 

It is not important 
How good you write!
How best you represent!
In stylish way at present

See the reason 
Offer some comments to a person 
For his creation 
To make him believe in poetic relation 

I find same set of poets
Who write and forget 
Live in their own world
But offer a reception very cold 

Read at least one poem 
Offer little on one of them 
At least some words for unknown poet 
It may make him to write more rather than to remain quiet 

They may have their own mentality
To excel in field and show the best quality 
But if readers are not found 
The credit may look as zero and round 

“Any good site is nice forum “ 
We need to maintain decorum
It is not the place to show only class
But place for new poets to appear before and pass

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When will you come back, mom?

May 12, 2013

When will you come back?

“Mom why don’t you speak”?
Why you look so pale and weak?
Why you make no move?
What are you trying to say or prove?

Don’t keep silence
It makes me nervous 
I see you on bed
Why anything can’t be read? 

I feel you are tired so much after day’s routine
There is no one at home to make you feel fine 
Mom when I grow young!
I shall take your care and walk along 

You are making me cry 
Why don’t you get up and try?
I see no movement in your body
Is there any help you need from somebody?

I was away from home for immediate call
She had told me not go as she was unwell
I though I shall finish the work and come back soon 
I never thought there will be dark inside room without moon 

I heard all those words from baby 
She was not at all ready 
To believe that her mom was no more
I felt pity and cried with grim composure 

The child is unlucky soul
If any time something is to be witnessed as sad call 
There is no room for their easy conviction 
They miss a lot with lots of confusion 

“When will mom come back“? She may suddenly ask
I will have tough time to answer but may offer tea from flask 
She will seep slowly and stare at the sky 
I try to control feelings but put head down and lye 

Such is human behavior
Especially when child is minor
They are attached more to mother 
As she ay always pick them up and play on shoulderImage

Lost to some sleep

May 9, 2013

I lowered head

In disgust and tried to read

The move was made all of sudden

It was now their turn

 

They turned jubilant

I was captured from command post that was at distant

I could read cruel posture

Death was for shot sure

 

“You are enemy soldier”

Need no mercy and must die sooner

I could hear no more as was tied

They were conversing but were not heard

 

What a kind of hostility to face?

Each nation keeps standing army in such cases

To defend motherland and its frontiers

It is sacred duty of soldiers

 

Well, it was told us this before

“Be vigilant and remain alert therefore”

Enemy may attack when you are off the guard

Do not loose vigil and stand at forward post

 

I was attentive but lost to some sleep

I failed to stand alert and just went deep

Into sweet mood that now made me to be prisoner

I am now in their custody with so much of danger

 

Soldier can not afford to be lenient

He has to be all the time present

On his post with nation’s concern

It can be considered as honor if anything turns against

Till death

May 9, 2013

I started with strong resolve

With mind set to solve

Not to leave behind any thread of doubt

As so much was at the back talked about

 

That I was like coward

Failed always to look forward

Cared for no relation

And always raised doubts and questions

 

It pained me a lot

As I had never sought

Any advice or guidance

For any one even at once

 

I am of shy nature

That I worry more for future

I take calculated steps in direction

That may assure me no reaction

 

People took it as “cowardice manner”

I was to dispel it sooner

It was never a desire

I use to respect friends and admire

 

I felt it so bad when she raised a pointer

Why was I not taking decision about her?

I was taken a back and stared in disbelief

She fired a shot and remained aloof

 

I learnt a lesson

I must offer reasons

It is must even if you are honest

After all your intention must be shown as best

 

I said nothing but held her hand

Spoke nothing but eyes spoke friendly

She took it as solid gesture

Looked back to see me for sure

 

I got my answer

Such gesture was offered by fewer

After all it is human feeling

It must be maintain as human sprit for happiness to bring

 

I am of the firm opinion

That bond must be created for union

It is good to have firm belief and faith

Once created may last till the death 

World may stand

May 8, 2013

My heart bleeds for all those who try to defend 
Resist with all available force but find no end 
No solution for decades and still generation 
Get slaughtered for the want of good relation 

We want no waves of freedom from land of liberty 
Leave us behind to the mercy of almighty 
We never want the fake meaning of democracy 
Where on the name of God is imposed autocracy 

Many have shed blood for upholding of liberty 
There is history behind where we can find quality
They were the people who laid down their lives
Where are we today in this trouble torn world to believe?

Have you never felt that you are paying very dearly?
Not for liberty of others and making room readily?
Is that you profess about human right’s violation?
Is there any connection between gruesome murders in relation?

Stop policing other’s land on the name of democracy?
We all know it is only national wealth that is needed by you 
Why then all hypocrisy to fool the domestic people?
Do they know what all you do in the name of on going struggle?

How many young people lost their lives abroad?
Why are they called missing or simply dead?
What purpose did they serve in the name of motherland?
I sweat and cry for their place in holy land 

I know world may stand where it is today 
It may have more bloodshed in a way 
That may suit their narrow interest
We can only dream and pray for the bestImage

Nothing changes

May 5, 2013

 

Nothing changes until we change

Come out of it and skillfully manage

Whatever may be drawbacks!

In life nothing remain permanent and at stake

 

In solitary confinement

We may feel moon even not significant

Everything will be felt as dark valley

No foe, no relative, no friends or not even close ally

 

It will be pure futility if we prefer darkness

Wear gloomy nature and hold sad face

What others have to do with your loneliness?

They may have no inclination to look at in any case

 

We hold the master key

We may fail even with enough of money

It is jovial nature that holds you in high esteem

“World belongs entrepreneur and adventuress” if that holds him

 

Cast no pessimism if at all that is thrust upon

Sail through critical period and see it is almost won

“Nothing remains as far distant dream”

If person wants to realize it with team

 

Life is like river with constant flow

One will have to sail in direction and go

There is no scope for waiting in its destiny

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Raise head

May 3, 2013

Raise head

He was hanged for no crime
Died in jail in early hours sometimes
No one to claim and no one to shed
As message has gone totally unread 

Whatever the case may be 
Yet many more war prisoners are to be set free 
Languishing in various jails for more than four decades 
No steps for their release and they are assumed as still not dead 

No norms attract autocrat rulers 
No penalty is feared by democratic leaders 
Both rule in absence of effective mechanism 
There suffers only poor and humanism 

How many might have been killed so far? 
For border skirmishes and while being shelled 
A certain death for sure but goes in vain 
Only victim’s family bears the pain 

See the politician’s game 
Orchestrated attack engineered in jail 
No need to go now for any negotiation 
Both the countries may save face for relation 

Essential commodities for good will 
But almost daily fire for villagers to be killed 
Hatred and deep rooted suspicion persist 
Countries loose good will and still resist 

Neither faith nor peace may alter the situation 
There may be propaganda war and hostility continuation 
Population may suffer on both the side 
As deep rooted seeds of partition make more divide 

They suffer humiliation still insist 
Work towards instability and do not desist 
Whole world watches development with concern 
The enemies of peace raise their head in turnImagea