POEM 75
IN THE NAME OF GOD
Again and again...
The nature of selfishness
and temptations leading to hell
has made me fond
of Satan's path ...
But the almighty God
who is great and magnificent
forgives my excuses
after repeating my sin
and gives me peace...
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POEM 76
MOHAMMAD (p.b.u.h)
When by cruel time beaten
and I feel myself wounded
Each wound like the flower
blooms in agony ...
I feel a breaking inside
like a house into rubble
when earthquakes shake
destroying everything.
Through all these tortures
Before the first tear falls
streaking my weary cheek
YOU reach out to help
YOU ...
like the Christ
healing my wounds
removing my pain.
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POEM 77
THE 8th COLOR
In sleep's depths
I dreamed ...
Scenes of beauty
I gazed upon ...
Staring...
Beauties of color appear
I think there are seven...
But to my great surprise
There are eight I see
and the eighth color
among them was me.
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POEM 78
SEEKING LOST BELOVED
How can I seek
My lost beloved ...
whose mark
and voice
has left
scarred
my heart's center.
Never have I found
the prints of her feet
No evidence
of her trail
Perhaps ...
She is at sea.
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POEM 79
UNKNOWN BELOVED
How long the wait
for the beloved
yet unknown to me
Long has she stayed
at home in my heart
like God himself.
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POEM 80
CREDIT
Reply to me or not
these writings to you
letters of love...
But as to your feelings
to this point
I am unaware
But to my credit
receive my letters
and read them...
It matters not
if my words
your heart softens...
And it is possible ...
you may not even
recall my name.
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POEM 81
MARTYRS OR FREEDOM FIGHTERS
Had I known
at my birth
or been asked
by God ...
I would have refused
being born human.
For my life here
is a grave yard
of a once proud nation.
Where the way of life
is humans burying
by hand.
Such injustice ...
Such cruelties....
Titled killers
Law makers
The honor of society
So called martyrs
or freedom fighters.
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POEM 82
JUSTICE DEMAND
( A different view point )
People's mouths
red with blood
eating the flesh
of human kind
beat the drum of peace
People's lives
yearning...
sacrificing
for justice's sake
now called terrorists
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POEM 83
ENTRAPPING
Distributed among hundreds
I try capturing your heart.
"Then Hey Shauq !
Tell me
what will be my place
in your heart?
Will I be the last
among all the others
you see in your dreams ...."
As she asked,
No reply
remaining silent ...
Because of her
my desert heart
a true nomad made
Thirst unending ...
though heavy rain quench
still remaining parched
Still the girl...
Like the head of caravan
was entrapping me
in her circle of love
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POEM 84
FIRE
When a cold sigh
of your name I make...
Understand...
Love's hot fire
still burns in me
flaming my desire
