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I Have a Dream…


I have a dream of…

A war
That’s played not fought,
To invade, not lands,
But hearts
Of disheartened souls
To heal not injure
With guns that shoot
Bullets of harmony.
Lay landmines, when stepped
Blast into goodwill.
Drop bombs,
Explode splinters of amity,
Taking captives in heart
To enslave in love
With chains of unity.
Being victorious
With an everlasting cheer.

I have a dream of …

An earth quake of sanity
Buries bigotry deep
Beneath the rubble of tolerance.
A flood of awakening
Drowns the ignorance,
And never recedes.
A volcano that
Burns hatred to ashes.
That spews
The lava of love
Which hardens as rock
Within the chambers
Of a caring heart.
And that never cools.
A tsunami of charity
Sweeps away greed,
That afflicts the globe.
A tornado named ‘Prosperity’
Blows off,
Roof tops from
Houses of hunger and poverty
A geyser that exudes
Steam of justice
Generates energy of hope
That runs the windmill
Of empathy
Relaying without Resistance
A ‘direct’ current of equality
That illuminates the world
With an everlasting PEACE

Category:

International, MY POETRY, Peace

Maaya


Ah! the cushioned embrace,
Of the satine fur.

Err! the writhing thrill,
Of the trembling purr.

Ouch! the naughty grab,
With dinky jaws.

Eww! that nasty scratch,
From dainty claws.

A feel so feline,
Oh! So divine.

Category:

Beautiful Pics, MY POETRY, My world, Personal

A Trek


Ever since
Borne off the rib,
Road’s been uphill.
Laden with boulders,
Of hardships, hurdles,
And umpteen struggles

Track slippery and steep,
From cradle to grave.
Crawling narrow lanes,
Of Adam’s psyche.
Jostling upon her,
The backpack of duties.

Taking twists and turns,
Thro’ dark dogmatic alleys,
Braving blizzards of biases’
Dodging dissecting stares
With resolve steady as rock
And mind tough as steel.

A heart warm as fleece,
Entwined in agony and love,
Walks the tight rope,
Miles after miles.
How far more ?
Endless?

Passing the baton of destiny
From Mom to daughter to…
Will it go on?
Forever?

Behind fog of prejudice,
The summit remains unsighted.
Can she make it?
Before sunset?
Ever?

Category:

Art, MY POETRY, Peace, Personal, Women

The Rhythm of Rain


Rustling leaves
Whispering winds
Rattle in thrill
To rejoice it’s arrival.
Gusty breeze,
Caresses the cheeks ,
Strokes the heart.
Soaked earth exudes
The aroma of maternal instinct
That no incense can match,
Ingresses into the brain
And cuddles the baby within.

Drizzling drops
With a naughty tinkle.
On the face, play jingle
Zeal of the downpour
Incites the kid within.
Doused with frolic,
Errupts into the expanse,
That no walls confine.

Pouring showers,
Seeping through the skin,
Drench the soul in ecstasy.
Clouds roar in thunder,
Saying ‘cheers’ in accord.
Lightening flash seizes,
The delightful sight,
In a frame of memory,
Frozen till eternity.

Water drips off,
Siphoning all the stress,
Ceding the heavenly bliss.
What else is Paradise?
So, do the best you can
When it rains on you,
Just let it rain.

Category:

MY POETRY, My world, Personal

Koi to Suno…


Ek duaa, mere shehr ke liye…t

Sukoon se jaagti subhein
Qahqahon se goonjti shaamein
Bekhauf o khatr sotee raatein
Suno, ab laut aao na…

Hansee jo rooth gai lab se
Khushi jo naraz hai sab se
Raunaq jo udaas hai kab se
Dekho, ab maan jaao na…

Khauf jis se na aam ho
Zulm jis se na zabt ho
Umeed jis se na khatm ho
Koi aisi dawa batao naa…

Nafrat koi bikherne naa paaye
Khushi itni ke sameti na jaaye
Aman aye to phir lautke na ja paaye
Kabhi aisa din bhi laao naa…

Category:

MY POETRY, Pakistan, Peace, Personal, Poetry, Social Issues

Cycle of Life


We see
When we see, we crave.
When we crave, we seek,
When we seek, we strive,
When we strive, we succeed,
When we succeed, we slight,
When we slight, we forget,
When we forget, we lose,
When we lose, we regret,
When we regret, it’s late,
Too late to regret.
And then again
Another cycle begins…

Category:

MY POETRY, Personal

God shall wake up, Someday !


With my brain immersed in pool of ignorance,
With my heart beating in rhythm of indifference,
With my senses numbed with vaccine of bigotry
With my eyes enveloped in curtains of darkness,
With my ears stuffed with plugs of apathy,
With my mouth gagged with grips of denial,
With my hands tied in chains of cowardice,

I see no light at the end of the tunnel
I think no dream shall come true
I feel no dawn shall break
I hear no music of hope

So, I sleep again
into a deep slumber
To dream a dream that
God shall wake up
SOMEDAY !

PS: Mentally shaken, morally crushed, neurally stunned I know not where am I heading…And with an illusion that  it’s not me, but God who will bring a change.

Category:

MY POETRY, Pakistan, Peace, Personal, Poetry, Social Issues

Khoon baha, itna baha, ke behta chala gaya…


Khoon baha, itna baha, ke behta chala gaya…

Kyunke..

Mulk jhuka, itna jhuka, ke jhukta chala gaya…
Andhera hua, itna hua, ke hota chala gaya…

Zulm badha, itna badha, ke badhta chala gaya…
Insaaf mita, itna mita, ke mitta chala gaya…

Insaan soya, itna soya, ke sota chala gaya…
Aas miti, itni miti, ke mitti chali gayee…
~June 9, 2010

..

Dhyan hataye nahin hatta,
Aansoo thamey nahin thamte,
Dil sambhale nahin sambhalta
Karoon to aakhir kya ?

PS: Penned in a shaken state of mind after watching the video of the young boy, Sarfraz Shah, who was shot at close range, then left to bleed to death right there..

But will this stop at Sarfaraz Shah ?

Category:

MY POETRY, Pakistan, Peace, Social Issues

Silence Speaks


Silence ain’t silent
It whispers
It screams
Louder than words.
Fills up the space
Faster than noise
Reaches the ears
Quicker than voice

Silence is speech,
Immutable.
Silence is argument,
Irrefutable.
Silence is wisdom,
Unchallengeable.
Silence is courage,
Indomitable.

Silence thrills
It even kills
Those who dare
To choose to hear
The loud shreaks
When silence speaks.

I keep mum
When I scream
My tongue wags
But I fail to speak.
Whispers, screams
Cause but noise

What really speaks
A million words
Is the speech
Of the silence.

P.S. When it comes to the greater good of mankind–ALWAYS SPEAK AS LOUD AS YOU CAN.
When it comes to personal matters–Speak through silence as no one needs to hear you but YOU.

Category:

MY POETRY, Personal

High hopes, Some hope, Hopelessness


“It shall pass.”
“Dawn shall break.”
“Light shall shine.”

Hearts sang songs
Minds saw dreams
Hopes stood tall.

It hasn’t yet passed.
Dawns hasn’t yet arrived.
Light hasn’t yet shone.

Hearts are silent.
Minds have shrunk.
Hopes’ backs are bent.

Will it ever pass?
Will dawn ever break ?
Will light ever shine?

Hearts shall stop.
Minds shall fail.
Hopes shall rest in graves.

Generation after generation
Has passed in this cycle of–
High hopes, some hope, hopelessness.

How I still wish:
It would pass.
Dawn would break.
Light would shine
SOME DAY.

Penned to echo the feelings of 180 million Pakistanis living in ‘hope’ for the last 6 decades and over. The streak of hope still sparks off and on amid hopelessness.

Category:

MY POETRY, My world, Pakistan, Poetry, Politics