Looked up towards sky
Eyes travelled aimlessly
I wasn’t searching for anything
Nor finding peace in me
Looked up towards sky
Eyes travelled aimlessly
I wasn’t searching for anything
Nor finding peace in me
I miss my mother every day
whenever I raise my hands to pray
I miss her now just as I missed that day
I never can find a way
I will not miss her is something hard to say
And so I pass my days
Missing my mother everyday
Leaves are green, breeze is cool and serene
Parrots fly from tree to tree
Light drizzle falls rhythmically
Sky is still cloudy and calm
No lightning to alarm like screams
I remember my friend Tazeen
I miss her smile, soft voice and purity
I never thought she will die so soon
Leave me alone to mourn
Started the year with no clue.
The fever called Covid-19 was not new
It was surfing before last year end
Now we got masked faces in the streets
Robbers are getting away and so are thieves.
You can not catch who you can not see
Nor touch , for social distancing is a must 🙂
Who will we turn to, who can we trust?
No one can find a vaccine or medicine
We are left to die and turn to dust!
Lonely heart departs in fear
No last glances, no smiles nor a tear
Shattered life with a blow unseen
lonely heart is waiting in dream
Hearts are broken when held too tight
I will never put on light for dark nights
Did not destroy nor left me alive
How it pierced like a knife
I am in between a kiss and a dip
Will I get your hands
or will I slip
tries to smile but fails instead
All of us love their mother and I am no exception. There are many memories with my mumma, I used to tickle her on neck and she would laugh. I would kiss her cheeks and look lovingly in her eyes and she would smile. To ask her for favors, I would repeated call her, mumma, mumma…. and she will ask ,what do you have in mind? I would then ask for anything and she will decide on it’s merits.
I was her prized possession, a daughter who could be dressed up pretty, a little one who adored her and wanted to be associated with her. A child who almost never said ,”no”.
Always trying to please. It was a loving relationship, that was based on respect and trust. My mother understood her role in my life, from child steps to education and finally marriage. She handled me with care,as if I was fragile. She made me tough and bold, she made me confident and solid . All that she had in her, she taught me too.
My mother gave me financial, emotional and social support till she died. Now that I don’t have her daily prayers in my life, I feel so sad. I was asked by my mumma, “Please pray for me, my child your prayers are normally accepted,” I am praying for you, mumma just as you asked me to, with tears and genuine feelings.
Please God, keep my mumma happy and give her a very comfortable and lively place in heaven. She was my heaven and you took her, so I have a heart that cries profusely, but still I pray with the hope that in exchange for my grief, God will give my mumma all that is better than the best. Aameen.
Always trust
your inner mind
the words unspoken
yet heard with care
Love is pure
Love is sure
Lust is to adore
only for a moment and then no more
The rain and the breeze
I stand alone in a dream
Nature is my company
I love the feel
The drops hits my palm with force
I want to capture all of those
But no one can do that it seems
Rain you drop so many
Breeze you touch and go
taking away my sorrows
Love the nature that surrounds me
I love your company
In thoughts
in fear
in hearts far and near
in whispers
did you hear?
I was in you
in laughter
in tears
in sighs
in sight
in line
in dot
in dreams
in shots
I was in you
in heart
in soul
we got hot
we got cold
yet death did not take control
I live again..with lots unsaid .untold
It was so loud
It was too dumb
It made you numb
that thump thump
It will be out
or not we shout
please stop
thump thump thump