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!
Lost deep down in woods Among the nostalgic memories of childhood My cheeks were sweeter than honey And I used to look like a cute bunny Rivers of love and care were flowing around Drowning was I in its joyful sound Green were the surroundings around me Blue was the sky with clouds like a sea Like a forest it was and I as its bunny Every day there was wonderful and sunny Love in my heart was real then, but I never knew Beautiful as well like the pearly dew Innocent emotions like bees searching flowers Tired they would come near my cheeks as honey borrowers Fairness oozing from the heart like that of dove Every stories encircling me were of innocent love This beautiful forest was having everything perfect Everything living conjointly without forming separate sect Beautiful was the sunshine, beautiful was the rain Healing every living one, eradicating the pain Peace in its true essence was before my eyes Truthfulness, a law of forest with no scope for lies Morning with chirps of birds, evening with song of nightingale Daytime in the lap of woods listening an unending tale Unaware was I that time was burning the trees Ruining the honey hives of the forest bees River of love day by day was drying up Destruction of time was offering everyone the death cup Left are just those nostalgic memories These burns of fire have no remedies Now I see the flames swallowing the branches The woods I am lost in, is now left of ashes I come everyday to stifle the spreading fire Helpless have I become to see everything continuing to expire Every one leaving for someone’s new forest With the same cycle, first to reforest and again to deforest The winds once that delighted the soul Is helping the fire to burn up whole Along with tress it burned my innocence and peace For there is no power on earth to make time to cease What we think of life is just a fallacy The lost of childhood for me is a tragedy
That season in that garden In front of my house Where I used to lie down On the carpet of grass With my face against the sky Watching the birds flying back to nests I used to wonder What they would be carrying For their young ones But their twilight chirps Manifested their zest To embrace the ones Back in the nest I being the small kid Would be dreaming About their journey And what They would be feeling Before reaching the destination That all used to make me smile Deep down from my lips To my innocent heart As I laid there waiting For my father to arrive For him to open the gate For him to smile while Seeing me at once My heart would be Filled with delight As if all happiness of world Had been given to it He used to take something Out of his poket And gave it to me For a kiss I miss Those precious moments Today in me But for those birds Flying in sky The story has been same since then……