Friday, February 7, 2014

Begging For Alms ,,,Hope Humanity And Islam


how i ended up
on this street of
no return ..as i
beg my feet burn
my soul numb
the poetry of
my life ,,offerings
in an urn..
to whom do i turn
my tryst with my
destiny has just
begun..gods will
be done ..behind
me stalking shadows
of my cosmic fate
begrudgingly run
there was hope
but it has found
some one ..the
lucky one ..he got
his just reward
out of turn ..i was
unlucky ...a dying
fern...burnt out
forever by a blazing
sun...izzat hi hai
ek garib ka dhan

Now be silent. Let the One who creates words speak. He made the door, He made the lock, He also made the key. Rumi

Zindgi Hoo Maray Parwanay Key Surat Ya Rab, Ilm Ki sham’a Say Ho Mujko Muhabat Ya Rub

Bismillah ir-Rahman ir-Rahim

before
the beginning
of time god
created a
dream
a promised hope
hope humanity
a pledge he redeemed
his omnipresence
his highest esteem
but disillusioned
man distorted his dream
miles to go so far it
seems ,, he changed
the template of peace
to his needs ,, he changed
the message the mission
the theme ..

A Picture Says A Million Things


it creates
a positive
path hope
it brings
hope is
the only
human
emotion
rejuvenates
all things
to the thirsty
unquenchable
it becomes
a spring
a fountain
of joy
ends all
grieving
like a straw
to a drowning
man its hope
he clings
when the
soul is sad
depressed
hope adds
new wings

Mere Allaah Buraayi Se Bachaana Mujhako Nek Jo Raah Hai Uss Reh Par Chalaana Mujhako

“The rose's rarest essence lives in the thorns.” ― Rumi

In The Beginning In Islam


The Holy Messengers
Message of Peace
Brotherhood Respect
for Humanity to others
not causing harm
than came a new
order His Holy Message
got distorted ..suicide
bombers arson terrorism
guns firearms ..The Minaret
taken unawares alarmed
Islam waiting for Peace
Brotherhood Calm ..
Holistic Healing Balm

The Muslim Vote


betrayed
during
elections
the Muslim
ethos ..
promises
that taste
like candy
floss ..
betrayed by
their own leaders
is what comes
across ,, found
guilty before
trial ...the community's
loss taken for ride
souls in chaos
living in ghettos
slums jhuggies
the poor ,never
appeased only
double crossed
by power brokers
pimps ,,poetry
of pathos ,,over
the seas of survival
as they turn as they
toss ,,,the muslim
vote punished after
elections Muzzafarnagar
weeps oh what a loss
non existent freebies
useless gloss

When I am silent, I have thunder hidden inside. Rumi

Lalbaugh Chya Raja Mukut Darshan 2019

I am perhaps the only Muslim shooting Lalbaugh Chya Raja for over 20 years or more ,,thanks to Mr Sudhir Salvi head honcho of the Mandal.....