I Call Ali, I Seek Ali

A magical evening of Sufi devotional music

My First Poem

The Listener Break time School playground Peals of laughter, screams Running, jumping Somersaults in the sandpit She lingered around the play area Dreamy smile on her cherubic face Gently kissed by short curls A longing in her eyes Hesitant desire in her heart Held back By blurred emotions Defied By physical impairment Imperceptible Yet undeniable … Continue reading My First Poem

Impressions of God

Remnants of the old temple Long ago I frequented Now dilapidated A dignified ruin Decrepit, faded flag Bravely yet barely flapping Jilted by the pigeons Echoes of fluttering, cooing In the haunting halls Even the gods are forlorn Their pleas drowned By the smoke and honking Hawkers' hoarse persuasions Baskets filled with rotting fruit Where once … Continue reading Impressions of God

an interaction about expectations and existence

This is another interaction on I had on Twitter with NatureSpeak Photos and he has kindly given me permission to make a post of it. I thought it was very interesting and wanted to share it here. Hope you enjoy, it starts off with my short poem Fragile Expectations: though they may be fragile expectations undeniably strengthen … Continue reading an interaction about expectations and existence

I wonder

I wonder Where lightning goes after the flash Does it become the silver lining? Where do dreams go as we wake Or do they hide under our eyelids? What happens to words after you speak Are they written on the pages of time? And the pain when wounds heal Do cells cling on to memories? … Continue reading I wonder

fragile expectations

though they may be fragile expectations undeniably strengthen faith if you do not believe me... just observe a child

wordless poetry

though their obituaries are wordless poetry shall be recited by angels at the tiny graves of martyrs victims whose only fault was they happen to be born on the other side of the wall This poem is about the children of Gaza and a reminder of the people suffering oppression and injustice. At the same … Continue reading wordless poetry

A Child’s Prayer

This is a poem written by Allama Muhammad Iqbal ~ a child's prayer very famous in Pakistan. How I wish we could spread this message to all our children. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=weAOMuY7BX8

The Sun Also Rises

the sun also rises in the slums that you pretend don't exist the inconvenience of poverty, filth yet children smile even without you As we start this holy month of Ramadhan, let us remember and appreciate how much we have. Let us think of those who have very little, yet they have their smiles. We … Continue reading The Sun Also Rises

The Bird and the Lady

Through the open door In flew a little bird Deftly scooped up the seeds Returning It felt a slight breeze As the door closed Confused Fluttering It spotted The pale blueness of the sky The welcoming softness of the clouds The soothing green of the trees But, all was out of reach As a clear … Continue reading The Bird and the Lady