When words strangle your soul The restlessness recrudesces on the forehead I become lost somewhere deep in me As if I have been pushed from the ship to drown in the sea I want to see the bottom where the words are scratching my counscious
The world will allure you to it’s lies But only here we can also find the truth Every age has been a test for humanity Why then we should curse our times? My words take different shapes inside Sometimes forms questions and sometimes answers But what I find is that they are relative Changes their size and weight with the emotions
Only His words are absolute, the Lord of all ages We only see a drop of life in His infinite ocean of creations He guides whom He wills I pray for myself to be one among them
Innocence is the garden of heart, supremely beautiful An identity of the Prophet An existential integrity for us to be humans A veneer of the purity of the soul A appraise of beauty of the emotions
Innocent heart even reach out with their silence to Allah None of the faces in the world is as beautiful as innocence Innocence is the beauty of glimpses, and purity In whose eyes it appears, the sky along with rain sets in the them When it resides in the heart, every words emerging from it touches
Innocence is the philosophy of justice It is the evidence of righteousness and piety the foundation of life, the wetness of the eyes, the ornament of the smile of a child
Innocence is an untold truth, character of the angels Innocence is the love of Allah, His remembrance Innocence is the way to solicit to Allah
Where has it gone The innocence we used to live The purity that used to reflect on visage Where has it gone Greed in the demeanor of selfishness Devour our innocence Or we have surrendered before Ugly materialism Where to find How to get The innocence we used to live There would be a great havoc If couldn’t find it There wouldn’t be clue of our existence If we couldn’t find our lost innocence Where has it gone….
What more can a wayfarer seek? His has a destination, where he keeps going His days are limited, his nights too Some days he gets pleasure, but it has to leave Some days he gets it hard, but it has to leave No burden remains except the burden of deeds He knows where he has to go He knows he will reach there It will not be heavy on his soul If he could could understand that He is only a wayfarer His day are limited, his nights too
Last drive of the soul is to the Lord Who gives, Who takes Who makes, Who destroys Unto Him every journey ends Who has destined for everyone a course If you are reading these words, these were also destined for you For you are a wayfarer and World is not the real place to live
Left again I and my lonlineness in the solitary room With the door shut, expecting no one to knock Walls also show no compassion, stand silent and cold
I can feel my silence And the voice inside I can feel the suffering And the overwhelming helplessness Unaddressed remain my tears to the outside world Unfelt remain my emotions to the people
Let the earthquake happen Let the walls fall Let the storm come Let the lonlineness blow away Let the ceiling break apart Let the sun melt the ice within
My words in me has only one meaning Let the freedom come!
Is not the destiny ahead? Then stop and ease for a while Nothing is lost, no hope had died Still the dreams are alive Pain is like a season and will pass too Imagine the sun and rain, both are winsome
Why should not I tell you about the snow in my Land? White and pure My hands shiver in the cold, but my eyes dazzle with brightness The struggle of my land had taught me love Like a lesson written in the book It is true that Kashmir is beautiful But our tears are more They hide and express every emotion They reflect in our smiles like the images on the mirror We have learnt to live with them as a blessing As the pious souls shed them remembering Allah A mother in the memory of her martyred son They flow from the eyes of the father, sister and friend too Carrying the burden of our sufferings And address them to Allah Making our tounges to utter the same line Is not destiny ahead? Peace is yet to come
Love gives freedom from the pain, agony and vexation The pain of injustice of your own, when you made it to hate Just because there are differences , among you and them
Love is made to heel, the scars left all over It is the evidence from Lord, the heart always knew But give it up, to answer the apparent vices
Love is a sign of mercy whose shower bring life to burned woods Once again makes the nightingale sing, the song for abandoned ones For them to come back to the places they had their dwellings
What if a fire destroyed the homes? The love in hearts would give space for everyone to live It would again put smiles back to their places
Love has no definition but defines many things It grows small things big and has no lines of division It is a sky where everyone can fly, without any fear
Love is the secret of hearts and was a weapon of Prophets Love is the law which serve justice to the souls Love for Allah, and in His way is the most beautiful way
If words remain unspoken They become a burden on the heart Sometimes acceptable, sometimes unbearable
We keep repeating them in our thoughts But to no avail, they won’t reach there The more we cry out loud in the silence They only keep sinking in the quagmire of solitude
Words are not that facile when they hit the beats Sometimes they are like pegged nails They cause affliction when wished to be pulled out And the silent pain keeps burning the blood And it keeps simmering when they get screamed by our councious
Some words deafen the ears Phobic to ear drums But somehow reach the hearts And sow their seed for the years to come
Words can touch, but can also scratch Words can heal, but can also break Words are like that, born in the heart and resides under teeth If they are like thorns which can make the way tragic Then seek the guidance from the Lord
He listens in the darks of the hearts No word can remain unspoken and hidden from Lord He removes the burden of souls when you stand before Him He talk with you in His book, the words which came down from heavens The ears of the world can be deaf, but Your Lord never forsakes anyone Put your trust in Him, and let your words speak to Allah, the most high
Prayers lighten my heavy heart Which is fighting with the nails of vices breaking with the burden of choices But words of God show me the way To keep me standing with every new day
The desires keep nipping me inside I just want to walk a way and they keep me aside I want to unlock the doors of life but they keep weaving a trap I want the silence, they come and clap
O Allah! Betow upon me a blanket of wisdom with which I could wrap my soul Strengthen my weakness Strengthen my will Before the fight with the world My battle is with myself Rise me like the sun Illuminating the world in me Give wings to my hopes To hold unto your rope Provide for me from Your unseen treasures Bless me with courage and patience Make me a brick in the wall standing against injustice Make my voice amomg the voices for freedom I know To You I belong, to You I will return Make my return as being the righteous one Amen!
As I grew older I lost the words out of my heart Even though my voice became stable But my words lost the touch of freedom The freedom I was having When my heart was big When I was a child
I yearn to go back to embrace those innocent words But I can’t They are left in me like the pictures on the walls To measure the innocence left in me Why I grew older? To speak what my heart doesn’t wish Now, I care more for the world Even if my heart remains unheard I shape my words for them But they still remain unshaped for me Why so desperation? I ask myself, why? The world has craved out my essence Leaving it to die for her lies Where is my heart? Whose Lord is the Lord of heavens and earth As it was rightly said You do not die when your body dies But you die When your heart is dead O Allah! Save me from this curse Give life to my heart Fill it with tranquility from your treasures Make it pure like I had when I was a child I don’t want to die for the desire of this cruel world Which crush the softness and glow of my heart Make people to meet my heart, not my false identify That I have to leave back in this world Let them listen to what my heart speaks Nor the decorated words coming under the teeth
I pray, Make my way easy to seek the true words from You, my Lord!
Human essence can’t exist without emotions The tears in eyes, smile on lips are the most appealing entity But behind the veil they are pruned out of emotions
Emotions are like waves in an ocean of soul Sometimes calm, singing the melody to the captain of the ship But when they turn the tune to storm, they can engulf even the roars of thunder
When empathy adorns the hearts, the emotions recites the odes of angels Full of praises from the heavens acquiring stature above bodily existence
We love, feel the happiness, peace and contentment Emotions bounds us with the hearts of people, decorate a dwelling for us in them Makes us to embrace the beauty which our eyes see and hearts feel
Emotions lit the fire of passion to overcome impossible Emotions drive revolutions with the slogans which tears the deafness of suppression
Emotions craves the humanness to the perfect shape in the humans Emotions are the motion in which life runs along the clock
When they get sprinkled by the divine touch of Lord, the most gracious and the most merciful They free us from the slavery of the world to wander in the divine and pure guidance of Allah They become our utmost strength, to withstand the trails and tribulations of the world They become our home where we keep our love and care for others
Emotions are the colours of faces, some are hidden and some are apparent Emotions associated to things raise their essence And those associated with Allah, the All Seer, raise your essence
Don’t break heart as they are decorated by the buds of emotions If you will crush them, they will plead before Allah And know that, heart is where Lord resides Beware, don’t hurt the emotions of anyone
