In Love With Pain

Yes, I chose the pain that is selfless and keeps me pure, which brings my emotions to make peace with my heart ever more.

I seek the pain which forces a smile on my face soaked in tears and this gesture of my lips that heals the pain in chest of my friend.

I am in love with the pain that penetrates my soul like a sharp spear tearing it apart, yet whispering in my ears not to die, put together the shattered pieces and embrace life one more time!



Cuddling the Crescent

As the holy month of Ramdaan comes to an end and we come near to the celebrations of Eid, let us reflect back on the joyous and spiritual time spent and cage it in our hearts until it arrives again!

Sharing with you one of my poems themed on Ramdaan and Eid. Hope you like it!

What If?

What if
Our planet rotated upside down,
One day I would fly with those cuddly clouds,
The next I would be back on the ground.

What if
My door opened onto a slide made of that colorful rainbow,
That shall take me back and forth to the far end of this universe on a jolly ride,
And bring me back home!

What if
I lived beneath that majestic ocean,
Swirling with the dolphins and lying on the corals,
Like a pretty mermaid surfing the blue!

What if
I were yet a baby, taking a nap on my mother’s lap,
Mesmerized by the world of fairies,
Dreaming of spiraling off to the land with no pap!



My heart once was booming with joy,
It knew not what pain was
Though caged within my ribs so tight,
It knew not was being chained was.
It pumped all the zeal and fervour,
Circulating the warmth of my beloveds all within my soul.
Radiating the shimmer of that love sparked the universe at large, over one and all.

Why has that glow turned murky,
The retort to which I know not,
Is my heart now aware that it’s a captive,
Shackled within those bare spokes,
Has it now discovered its boundaries?
I hope not!

The limits seen aren’t tangible,
The endless horizon it has reached for real,
Let the jail not hold back your spirits, oh heart!
You alone are the essence for that spur of life in your being,
Forget all the limits!

For Me

The soft earthy wind that is blowing is for me.

These skies that are soaring, are for me.

The surpassing depths of the blue,

Never-ending waters are for me.

The love that these birds are chirping,

Their songs of delight are for me.

The brilliance of that star, the brim of that horizon is for me.

The warmth of the hearts endearing my being,

The energies of the souls enlightening me free,

Yes, all these blessings are for me!

The Window

A wooden cottage on that hill,
Housed a blurry window framed into a soft sling,
Laying there were the beds of flowers,
Covering the entire passage beyond power.
I peeped through the blur
As I watered the seedlings each day,
Nothing more than a black image could my eyes catch.
The figure glanced at me now and then,
Hiding its stance behind those curtain trails.
Days went by and so did the years,
Never did that shadow show up for real.
Every diurnal was same, not different from many gone by,
The curiosity in my breast surpassed all measures,
The grey figure seemed feeble and wrecked more than ever.
That was when I got closer to that hazy window frame;
To inquire the matter,
The slight left me shattered!

Chains and bondages clung to that pretty soul,
I could have come to her rescue some days ago.
Her feet were broken, senses all lost,
What a miserable state it was.

The fragrant roses stood still,
The circumstances were left at ill,
Orchards there though far and wide,
Did no healing,
As neither she could smell the roses, nor could feel the thorns!

My Destiny

I realized that the journey was mine,

Had to take it alone,

Down onto the untaken roads,

Had to troll by my own.

The first step was heavy and so was next,

The norms were not obliged and the universe was filled with rage.

A dark shadow of horror, conspired to overshadow my zeal,

Oh! I was so determined and rebelled to make it kneel.

I walked and ran beyond my strength to get out of its clutches,

To a place that was destined to be mine!

A land of early saps, an earth of those flowery beds,

Into that aura so pure!

My destiny where the sun never fades and the sky does not go grey,

Where the moist velvet which those colours in a butterfly’s wings carry,

Keep tickling me for a laughter in the times so merry!

Was I dreaming or had it come true?

Yes, I was there on the banks of Beas rattling over the white snow!


A stormy wind hit my boat,
Leaving the voyage wrecked and worn,
The mighty waves were high and large,
That made me swallow some salt; it was a bizarre!
I tumbled upon the sea to gather the ruins I could,
Few I did, rest all seized in the ocean’s bed as it should.
I dived in, layer by layer, the pressure was more and darkness surpassing all measures ,
With breath no longer in my lungs; I strived for more.
A sudden shimmer hazed my view,
A pearl was it resting in an oyster under the blue,
Struck at once by the its glowing hue.
The depths offered me a gift that I thought the waves could.
The salt made its way through my eyes,
That were blurred by the windy skies.

The sea is calm as ever before,
Leaving me in a state to find a meaning and more.
Shall I moan of the wreck suffered, or rejoice the retreat by the depths of azure?

I hope I can ever be sure!

The Love Song

I sneaked out of a den,
Fearful and dark
Breathed in the freshness,
Spread wide and far.
Ventured upon those canopies
That were once out of sight,
The haze had now shattered and the peak was clear to my eyes.
Jolted with joy I made a move,
Step by step towards the moon.
I noticed a man on the same path.
Seemed like he waited for someone
Was it for me at that hour?
I walked up to him and asked his name, the path is untrodden what was he doing there?
“I have been traveling since years and have been waiting here for ages”, said he
“In need of a companion that was destined for me.”
I looked in his eyes so pure and deep,
Mine sparked with compassion, so did his.
“This journey is ours and you have waited for long.”
I held his hand in mine and kept walking singing the Love Song!


In the shiny background of your eyes,
Golden and brown that were softly lined,
I saw a face smiling at me,
Whose eyes were sparkling in yours,
And when your eyes were filled with water, they moaned.
That reflection shall narrate your state of heart,
Even though you safeguarded your eyes and those beneath your lashes,
That image shall be a part of your eyes for all the coming ages!