I am lost to that extent Even I don’t know, who am I? When I saw death passing near by me I felt in me that I am alive Life is not an elixir, that I could drink But the cup of death had to be taken by every one The tears in eyes are witnessing something of us As if it is either helplessness or deep sadness I even myself could never know the condition of my heart Why then should I sneak in other hearts? It is true, hearts are where God lives Which way the heart would turn, nothing of this world know I just heaped some words in me My lips uttered the words but my heart spoke something else The is no other greatest helplessness as of before death That life passed away and no chance is left But the forgetfulness of God is, even more, greater helplessness That life is there, but chances are taken away I just kept wondering and wondering and ended up looking myself Unthankful of these favors by Him, I saw a person in myself
Let the rain drops touch my face I crave to see from where they come
Purest and kindest in the nature Let them seep deep in my heart Dousing the flames of jealousy Bringing back the peace of soul
Let the rain fall! Let the rain fall! Let it kiss the leaves of the garden Let it wine the day in it’s melos Let it trance me to become amnesiac Let me live this moment with the drops Let the rain touch my soul
I wish to be petals of a flower Welcoming the rain to travel the curl Dropping it delicately down on soil To exude deep beyong the roots Laving the counciousness to be pristine Let the rain fall! Let the rain fall!
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
A hope that beautiful days await At every evening, I would be in the garden looking at the setting sun listening to the call for prayer waiting to bow down with the righteous ones
the war would be over violence would end no more homes would be raised down no more young blood would flow freedom would be ours harmony would prevail paper boats from little hands would sail without fear no more tears no more screams no more pain
A mother would not be afraid for her son not to return back days would be peaceful nights soulful coffins would remain resting
sounds of laughter feeling of togetherness warmth of love would return rule of law without flaw would hold
smiles on lips would be glowing winds would be blowing Singing the freedom songs of martyrs paradise would return to the long-forgotten valley with the mercy of Allah
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 the 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!