Yellow Pages In My Closet!

( I found some verses I wrote in my old papers, yellowed)

Love is made up

Of a thousand things,

A walk in the moonlight

A heart that sings

A feeling of sunshine

In all kinds of weather

The warmth and closeness

Of bieng together!

Cups of coffee

In a quiet room

Firelight dancing

And chasing the gloom

A voice you feel

That you've always known

A gentle hand

Reaching out for your own.

A smile that thrills you

And warms your heart

Just the way it has

From the very start

Trust and confidence

Joy in sharing

The deep security

That comes from caring

Love is tenderness

And love is kindness

Love is occasional

Spots of blindness

Love is tears

Often followed by laughter

love is "Happily Everafter"

Woman Or Man.

I have got feathers in my cap,stars in my eyes,
Yet my feet bleed, encrusted with sores.
For walking this parched land.
A journey so long 
Unfulfilled.
A thirst so strong,
Unquenched.
My hands are sore,
They ache,
Pushing against these walls;
Of stone,eternal,layered,
One after the other,
Like huge waves in a deep blue,green sea.
A fight against the waves,
Trying to survive,
Holding to a drifting piece of wood,
Clutching a broken straw hat,
Trying to reach a shore
With pieces of my shipwreck
Behind me!
Yes, the incessant Sun
Of my life shines down on me.
Brazenly burning
Gashing , lancinating, flogging
Writing it's own bloody stories
Gory poems on my body,
A flesh so weak!
How can it carry the yolk of humanity?
Whence it cannot carry the burden of purity of it's own soul!
How can it breathe free
Survive a lifetime journey on this earth?
When it cannot carry the crown of glory of it's creation!
The glory of it's creation of it's thought and spirit!

Anjum Zia...The Poetess with Courage and insight!

I have written some poems and things about the life of Anjum Zia, a contemporary Urdu poetess and woman of courage, strenghth and fortitude. She is a rare breed ,intellectual yet down to earth, romantic yet blunt in her assault on the injustices towards poor and needy. She continued working in education, district management issues devotingly,selflessly. She opened schools for the administration of Karachi and gave policy inputs without propaganda. She devoted her life to education.Her group is Anjum Zia...A Couplet Poetess on facebook.She now lives in Reading.

Zamana Jis Ke Liye Hai Sargardan

Woh Baat Harfe Ghazal Mein Sama Sake To Kahoon!

Goodbye Jen.

This was written by mc82 in Poet's Point Forum. I find it very touching, so I am reproducing it here. Also I wrote a reply.
My friend died in a car accident yesterday,she was 17.
Goodbye Jen
Alone in a crowd
my mind is a pawn
Cant comprehend how
How can you be gone?
Never imagining
Still I dont believe
Life is maddening
Why'd you have to leave.

No time for goodbye
My words are too late
Dont understand why
time doesn't wait

Goodbye Jen,I'll miss you
and all that we went through
I 'm sorry this is overdue
But thank you for bieng you!

Reply To Good bye Jen.

I could have done the things that needed to be done,

Now that you are gone my friend,

I regret not having kissed you goodbye,goodnight,

 Not kissed you when you were excited

After the goal achieved by your favorite star.

 Unaware tomorrow will not find you there

To touch,t o hold, to see.

Unaware you will be gone before our first dance,

before our first romance.

May God bless you in Heaven,

O friend so young,

My heart bleeds for you,

O how I feel the pain

May you rest in peace and walk in beautiful eternity forever!

There is a place in my heart for your sweet love!

There is a place in your heart ,
Take me there!
Take me to the sweet soft, compassionate thoughts for your first little kitten!
Take me to the trusted corner that you created for your sweet little friends!
Take me to the pudding like, icecream filled, sweet resort that you played with your little friends!
I wanna know , why you suddenly left laughing incessantly, freely!
I wanna feel the pain that haunts you ,so often now.
I wanna you to be free again, free of pain , sorrow and regrets!
I wanna you to fly high now
Like a beautiful seagull nesting in our backyard lawn.
I wanna you to soar the skies
Like that littl Jonathan Seagull
Chasing the sea waves
 Running ,hopping on the beautiful Karachi Clifton beach!
In the sunshine, at sunrise, at  sunset
Gold, blue, teal!
My love ,my babe!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/23844255@N04/3375204631/

Here I Stand Naked

Here I stand naked
Bereft,

Of truth,honesty,modesty!

Here I stand naked
Bereft 
Of  belief,religiosity,spirit!

Here I stand naked,
Bereft,

Of  clothes that covered my soul,

In treachery, injustice, fake virtuosity!

Here I stand in the rain of  falseness
As it  falls ferociusly in the jungle of my random thoughts!

Falseness,
Fake personal opinions, thoughts with no bounds!

Thoughts with no morality,life or modesty!

Here I stand Naked,

In front of my God,

On the Day of Judgement!

Barren Land

Nobody visits here anymore!
Where are the joys gone?
Nobody wants to laugh and run in the sunshine.
Where have the holidays gone?
O free world laugh again for the freedom of your nation
Laugh again for happiness' sake and donot kill your joys,
Do not be a kill joy for others.
May freedom, democracy and first right be your guiding light,
This Christmas and always!