A sunset burning in the golden water Flames not rising up but seeping deep Without any smoke, clear and crystal Warmth is only felt to heart, amusing it’s beats Eyes seeing the glimpse of rare paradise of the day How satisfying is this sigh taken within? Expanding the aura of soul Reveling in the poetry of resplendent rays The trees are singing the farewell song for the setting sun The sky is spreading the melody in artistic colours How pleasant is it to the hearts? A sign of the creation of Allah among the infinite signs I wonder how much grateful I should be to have these eyes Witnessing such a marvelous beauty How much grateful I should for the light he has given me? The sun will depart and the day will pass But, My Lord will always remain in my heart So, All the praises belong to Allah Who is the Most Gracious and the Most Merciful.
Happiness ( The most wanted feeling in every world) Happiness is when every beat of your heart sings the song of freedom, Happiness is living life of honesty ,truth and justice, Happiness is wiping away the darkness of hatred and jealousy from the walls of your heart, Happiness is feeling the true essence of love inside your heart, Happiness is walking away from worldly worries, Happiness is when you feel enlightment in ocean of knowledge , Happiness is when there is clarity and purity in your thoughts, Happiness is experiencing closeness with your creator, Happiness is when your soul emanates the rays of divine lights, Happiness is in the eyes of true believer, Happiness is in realising the greatness of your Lord, Happiness is in the prostration in front of Allah. True happiness isn’t a momentarily feeling, it is flow of tranquility in your existence.
Immersion of love in the heart wets your eyes Your walls of heart break down in the joy of freedom You yearn to embrace the soul with yours Differences vanish within the hands, that join together
It plugs the cracks inherited from the pain It gives you depth to search from within Love becomes the reason to seek life from God A source of peace for the ones where love resides
It could be the love of mother to her son Between the friends living together all along Between the man and her wife Between anyone bound by the promises But love for God is above all Love for Him is a feeling where your indentity dwells A freedom, A strength A hope, A truth Love for God is the real life
Over my head Are creatures of freedom My emotions have dried like a desert I can’t feel their wings Tied with the chains in this world Tied with greed, Tied with desires
I know, I see the sky But still admire the human waste I know,.I see the freedom But still seek the slavery of insignificant monarchs My heart and mind Are on two different paths And I am stuck between Slavery and freedom
Over my head Actually I see the contrast in me between two lines
I wish that one day Sitting in the garden, looking at the ripened apples I could also revisit these days In the left memories A tale inside worth to tell How we lived in the Caged Kashmir? When homes were made prisons and the freedom of children was snatched We all stood looking at each other’s faces Witnessing the pain, grief, and anguish In a moment of time All became the same Victims of destroyed identify A prison worth seeing The stories worth listening All had a painful ending Loss and loss only The apple season became seasonless As they appeared pale to the red-blooded eyes Devoid of sleep Devoid of dreams Filled with unseen tears O God, that fear! What would happen in the days to come? Would our existence cease to exist? What would happen to our race? What would happen to our homes and land? Questions left for the destiny to answer And we were left waiting for the freedom Our rights became sole of the shoes Humanity became the graveyard for deads But we rose, we fought We cried, we suffered We lived, we died We struggled all those days In hope of rays of sunshine Hope to prove that truths live the ages Lies die with its creators
I wish that one day Sitting in the garden, looking at the ripened apples I could also revisit these days
You can’t silence What you don’t want to hear You can’t bear The weight of our tears You can’t escape Your fate For this moment you can hate But we will rise above that You can’t imprison The hearts that live freedom Although you have imprisioned our Kashmir But God willing we will overcome this siege
You killed, but I never died
I lived in the legacy behind
Lower you stooped to oppress
the lives to snatch their rights
you can short millions dead
But billions would rise up to fight
And again you would remain
an error in the pages of history
a stain on the face of humanity
cursed by the millions to come
You killed, but I never died
I lived in the legacy behind
Like a light shining in millions
A sign upholding the humanity high
A message that reached beyond
the range of your weapons
By killing my body, you strangled humanity
but my struggle and courage let that free
A poem written by a fellow Kashmiri friend and brother of mine. I came to know about him a month back, when the whole Kashmir was locked down and people outside Kashmir lost their contact with the families and relatives back at home. At that time, the news was being circulated on social media about a woman. She happened to be from Kashmir and was being treated at a hospital in Mumbai accompanied by her daughter. It was a very critical situation as they needed money because the father of that girl had left for Kashmir in order to arrange the money for the surgery. But the family lost the contact with the father and the situation became very uncertain for them. God has kept his servant everywhere to help the people, when they are in need. This guy stood up and started raising money for them and took the responsibility for their well-being. His name is Mohammad Yonous. I am honoured to share his poem on my blog and it is my pleasure that he gave me such an opportunity.
There is a fire inside me, Lit by the onslaughts of capitalism, It grows wilder by the day, Turning each flame into resistance , Bewildered by the blows of fascist regimes, Driven by jealousy and religious jingoism, In the name of democracy and national interest, They lay a wreath to each block of liberty, Fire which wants to go out and burn the corridors of power, And enlighten the masses, Enlighten them with power to decide and rise, Enlighten them with freedom and dignity, To stand up and fight, And to take what is rightfully theirs, Honor, dignity and Freedom. Let the fire burn, Let the resistance take over, Let the flames of my soul, Ignite the candle of peace and love, Let my country be free again….