Monday, 26 December 2011


                                                    Opens the heart wide
                                              Lightens the burden of mind
                                                     The grace of virtue



Saturday, 24 December 2011

...New Year.....(Haiku)

                                                       A solar cycle
                                                               Of seasonal attitudes
                                                               And preordainments


Friday, 23 December 2011



                                                 Moon goes out of sight
                                         Day dressed in its sunny gown
                                                 Waits to meet the night


Thursday, 22 December 2011

Time Of Christmas

Time of Christmas
A joy to share…
Time to celebrate
And time to care…

Reminding the story
Of Christ and his birth..
A message of mercy
And peace on earth..

Who sacrificed his pleasure
For the sake of his peers..
Who taught the wisdom
And the rules so sheer..

Who humbled and submitted
Before the Almighty God
And pleased his creations
To please his Lord

He treated the illnesses
With the power of divine
Gave life to the dead
In this life’s shrine

Time of Christmas is
To renew the spirit
To shine and improve
The virtue without limits

To ask for forgiveness
For every transgressions
And work together
For human salvation


[5:46] And in their footsteps We sent Jesus the son of Mary, confirming the Law that had come before him: We sent him the Gospel: therein was guidance and light, and confirmation of the Law that had come before him: a guidance and an admonition to those who fear God.

Monday, 19 December 2011

Moon In Window

The moon stayed in her window ,one night, for a while
Together they talked ’n walked, for a couples of miles

In the time span of life,…… which was never ending
Moment froze quickly .as if they were never spending

They  pretended to be, like. the old…… childhood friends
And in that gleam of their friendship. they started to blend

She borrowed Moon’s light .to lit up, her gloomy eyes
Like the visions of glittering stars, tightening their ties

To see a beautiful world ……full of peace and the glee
And to live some moments,… so enchanted and so free

It was drizzling lightly……… but  it was really cold
Expect  for the warmth inside their friendship’s fold

Their feelings were heavenly …their touch was sublime
Those crystals of moments were gently wrapped in time

 She carefully removed the stains from Moon’s shiny face
Kissed its cheek softly ……..and gave it a warm embrace

She held her tears in her eyes………… and did it all in fain
Though she  already knew that she would never see it again

The Moon thanked her truly for the moment they shared
She  thanked it so gratefully…… the way it really cared

That night moon stayed in her window, just for a while
It shared some tears with her……. and a lots of smiles

They both stayed up……. and awake all that night
Within a closed window frame, in the dim moonlight


Song Of Happiness

It’s like the divine spring
Springing from inside
Refreshing and vitalizing
All That’s outside

At the softness of lips
It’s felt like a soft kiss
In the heavens of all hearts
Just like a heavenly bliss

It’s like the drops of rain
Dripping down on flowers
Bathing them anew with
The freshness of each shower

It’s the secret of joy
Enclosed in every tear
Like the endurance of
Soul’s garment we ethically wear

It’s a message of the mutual
Peace and harmony
Lyrically entreated
A mystical symphony

A hope that gleam with
 the innocence of a child
The trust that beams with
The passions so mild

It’s the beauty of our being
The joy of existence
The call of continuity
Assurance of Persistence

It’s the song of heaven
It’s the enchantment of each souls
It’s the plea of every prayer
It’s the glory of each goal


Sunday, 18 December 2011

Song Of Winter

I’m the silence …
of the hibernating trees
All dressed in…
 snowy white glee….
Concealing the enchantment…
 of mother nature
 in their cold,
 conceited, tall statures….

I’m the mystery …
of the frozen lakes
A dream walking…
 in its dreamy wake….
A Tantalizing touch …
of  the feeble frost
A mesmerizing vision …
of love and lost…..

A fructifying  fantasy…
 told and retold
A  memory hidden …
in the memory folds….
The vibrancies of …
waiting and patience
The resonance of…
 meeting and impatience….

I’m the melancholy …
of the lonely nights…
Like life’s own game….
 of dark and light…
The quietness of…
 the somberly sleeping blossoms
The mute secretiveness…
 of a woman’s bosom

I’m the longing of…
 the swirling winds…
The yearning for…
 some to go  rescind
The love and trust ….
of coming spring
For the hope and joy…
 it might bring…

Like news of greetings…
 still on hold
And warmth wrapped…
 in the deadly cold…
Some truths to trust….
 which never defies
Like ever-living nature….
 which shall never die….


Wednesday, 14 December 2011

Song Of Peace

I’m in the rays of the sun.
that bath  the skin…
I’m in the reflection of the moon

at the river’s brim ..

I  lie in the depth of the sea 

as the unstirred silence..
I lie in the calmness of shore..

quiet and balanced..

I am felt in the charm of flowers..

delicate and pure..
I’m smelt in sensitivity of 

the fragrance’s allure …

I am the smile of a child 

spread on his face…
I am in the motherly care..

a warmembrace..

I’m the pleasure of soaring

with the wind,so high..
I’m in the longing of 

feeling and touching the sky…

I’m the comfort of 

a warm and cozy home..
I’m like the vibrating,

reflecting echos in a dome..

I’m in the rhythm of waves

and in the stillness of the hills..
I’m in the passion of singing

and in the dancing thrill..

I’m in the joy of scribbling

on wet sand..
I’m in the trust of friendship

that shakes the hands..

I'm in the patience of tears
held in eyes...
I'm in the respect of
all humanly ties...

I’m in the sympathy

for those who suffer…
I’m in the divine path 

which ever one prefer..

I’m the beauty of 

every line in the poetry ..
I’m the essence of 

every art and the artistry ..

I’m the prophetic visions

hidden in mind..
I’m the serenity

that a heart can find..

I ‘m the peace

each 'n every soul knows..
I will perish in lies
with truth I 'll grow.. 


Tuesday, 13 December 2011

Song Of Rain

I’m the strings of the music…
…played by the heavenly touch of all seasons!
Which makes the earth rejoice its own birth and its reason!
Molding it earnestly into mud and clay!
Telling the story of the heavens and its being
…living in joy and in dismay!
I make the earth to blossom under my astounding spell!
Giving birth to what’s hidden in her motherly womb.. that swells!
The essence of life is kneaded in the seven colors of the rainbow…
…garlanding the sky!
And the many wonders of the fragrances are…
…wrapped within the heart of every flower’s joy!
It’s my love that changes the brown into green!
And alters the background of every nature’s scene!
I make the memories of smiles and tears…
…with every drop fallen …in the lap of human emotions!
Rendering the beauty of melancholy and soberness…
… in sparingly  mild situations!
I drizzle my love and kindness on the yearning , gruesome hearts!
And showers  regrets… and longings upon those taken apart!
I sparkle in the gloomy darkness of lonely nights!
With dry hopes speculating in the dimmed  light!
I crawl as a fear by the thunders I bestow!
And paint the hope and passion …
…with in every band of my rainbow!
I am rain..
The ecstasy of the heavenly souls..
I’m the pain..
The bearing…
A part of every being
..that makes it a whole!!!


Sunday, 11 December 2011

Song Of Love

Song of love…
 …is the secret of life
It is  the real meaning… and beauty of each strife!

Song of love…
… is the ecstasy of the soul
Which guide and leads us… in each ‘n every role!

Song of love…
… is on the lips of every child
Which makes every mother’s touch so gentle  so mild!

Song of love… in the core of every heart
The dignity …the  fluency… the essence of the art!

Song of love
Is the song of every wave
That kisses the shore’s feet… in love .to lave!

Song of love …
is which makes the birds sing
 Flutters every butterfly… and makes the flowers swing!

Song of love…
 is the song of every season
The  gestures of  change ..and the clue of every reason!

Song of love…
 …is which makes the night stay
For lovers to love… wait…  cry .and to pray!

Song of love…
 is a boon from above
Serenity ….the elegance… the spirit of a dove!


Song Of Soul

The song …
which is hidden deep inside ourselves
Like an…
 unread book… in an old book shelf

The fantasy…
 which flies with the angel’s wings
The melody…
 that makes every heart swing

The word …
that arouses and awakes the night
Then sleep…
 and rest in the beam of light

The symphony…
 played with the depth of feelings
Engrossed with peace…
 and the power of healing

The rhythm…
 that follows the pace of the rain
The ecstasy …
 that magically relieves the pain

A lullaby…
 that merrily lulls all discomfort
The hope…
 that ensures the fruits of efforts

The parody…
 of aloofness a passion of solitude
The charm…
 of  possessions the beauty of gratitude

The truth…
 that eventually defies all lies
 all sadness, all tears, all sighs

The hymn …
 that prostrate humbly before Lord
The song of soul is …
………………..the song of God 


Friday, 9 December 2011

Prayers (Haiku)

                                                   Feathers of flurries
                                          Floating with  flaring prayers
                                                 Settling down at palms


Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Song Of Sea

I’m the longing …
….of every wave that dies at the feet of silent shore..!
I’m the ecstasy …
……of  tantalizing winds over me..asking for more..!
I stay at the depth…
….. of the mystic silence like an  un-opened oysters!
I keep hidden …
in the womb of every shell like the un-touched luster!
I seek the joy…
.. of the lovers and the smiles of kids playing around!
The serene showers of rain…
……………. fulfill me before touching the grounds!
I share the fumes ….
………of my dreams with the myths of starry nights!
I share my unease passions….
…………………….. with the glee of moon in sight!
I bring the storms…
…………….inside the  yearning and  thirsty souls!
Bringing life and death…
……………………...together, as the part of whole!
I am in the legends ….
…………….of mermaids basking in the heat of sun!
I’m in the glory ….
………………of human adventures of zeal and fun!
I’m like the mystery….
………………. of human heart, a truth  to embrace!
 “That the heavy sinks deep down…
…………… … whilst the hollow comes to  surface!"



Monday, 5 December 2011


                                                 Friendship like flowers
                                                  Encloses colors inside
                                          Yields perfumes when blooms



                                                Love just like a flame
                                            Needs wax to keep it alive
                                                Then melts it in turn


Sunday, 4 December 2011

Song Of Solitude

I’m the silence of your soul..
Which never speaks…
It is just the inner peace
I long and always seek…
I am written with the ink
Of invisible hues…
Reflecting, interpreting
Your deeper blues…
I am the melody sung by
The lonely moon…
Indifferent from the presence
Of the starry boons…
I flicker like a flame of
The burning candle…
And remain at your bed-side
Since the time of cradle…
With the secret that like me
You too are alone…
There’s no one to belong to
No one to own…

I am the solitude, the shade
Of every season..
Residing within yourself
As a part of reason
In the deserts of your eyes
I stay like tears…
In the meadows of your heart
Just like the fear….
Time that you share is
Just like a dream…
It’s a flash that disappears
Just like a gleam…

I am the melancholy 
Singing within every soul
The part of every being
That makes it a whole

So Sing me quite often and
you’ll never be sad…
With the presence of everyone
You’ll be glad…


Saturday, 3 December 2011


                                                Dying blooms of hopes...
                                            Facing the winds of winter
                                                    Longing for spring



Quiet Moments

                                                  ...Quiet moments...
                                         ...Flickering like the flame…
                                                …of a dying candle….
                                              …loosing its warmth…
                                                        …Slowly …
                                           …over it’s melted body….
                                        …spread like a slime mold…
                                                  …creeping over…
                                                …the insensitivity …
                                      …of the hearts like hard floors…
                                         …Scribbling the contents of…
                                               …the emptying soul …
                                                    …longing for …
                                               …just a single word..
                                                  ….to be heard by…
                                  ….the deafness of indifferent crowd…
                                                …before its last sigh…
                                             ..extinguishes the flame…
                                                   ...yearning for…
                                         … only one ear to respond!!!!!!!


Wednesday, 30 November 2011

Song Of Existence

Those were the enchanted words..
On the lips of every creation…
God created in His own image..
And blew the divine spirit…
For the eternal bondage…
So that even the dead elements became..
The parts of the constitution…
Of each other..
With in the earthly ether…
Sharing the darkness and the glory…
Just like the sadness or glee…
And when it came to existence..
Not only the tree became the flower…
And the flower became the tree…
But  also…
The sea became the earth and…
The earth became the sea…
Co-existing within each other…
All denials became the pleas..
And a part of you..
A part of me…


Tuesday, 29 November 2011

Joy Of Existence (Haiku)

                                             Eyes spilling warm tears
                                           On the cold heart of paper
                                                   Joy of existence


Monday, 28 November 2011


Distant eyes
Veiled behind
the opacity of the foggy nights….
Picking up the stars of unshed tears
Sticking them on the moonless sky of the vacant sights…

Unshed tears….
Soaking the rosy petals of blooming wishes
Sprouting on the solitary branches of dry lashes
Pricking them with the gloom of fear…

Blooming wishes….
Blended in the fragrance of wet earth….
Kneaded in the rains of mysterious hopes
Changing every heart into hearth….

Mysterious hopes…
Climbing the tall wall of earthly separations….
Reaching the heights of free wills
Painting  moons
On the heavens of sensations…


Escape (Haiku)

                                                 Crushing memories
                                        Stepping upon the dry leaves
                                                  Escaping the past



Wednesday, 23 November 2011

Rainy 2

                                               Painted ,tainted  trees
                                           Erected like giant brushes
                            Daubing  rain on the cloudy canvas of the sky

                                          Muddled, puddled , palettes
                                         Swooping falling raindrops
                            Spreading them like smiles on the ground 

                                           Singing, swinging, hearts
                                           Touching up the rainbows
                               Finishing the pictures of a perfect rainy day



Sunday, 20 November 2011

My Friend's Poem For Me

This poem is about Saaya
A writers friend of mine
She is poised and educated
Blessed that her life shines!

The oldest of four children
Yet she’s the only girl
Looking back upon her life
What a joyous whril!

Saaya’s dad passed in ‘94
Then mom joined him in 2006
She mourned the tremendous loss
Now keeping both around through pics!

Her hubby works in healthcare,
She earned a masters in pre-med
A graduate of visual arts
Prepared for what’s ahead!

She has been writing for 20 years
Birthed short stories when mother died
Desperately trying to replace
All the tears she’s cried!

Taught at a famous Convent
And volunteered time at schools
Teaching arts to kids
Wow, that’s really cool!

English is the second language
The native is Urdu
She has found peace in her religion
But doesn’t judge like others do!

Creativity fills her soul
Artistic skills are done free lance
She watches and learns from others
Giving everyone a chance!

She feels love’s a stream
That should not be restricted
Seeking out the good
In all those who depicted!

Art and literature
 are a few of her favorite things
When she gets a chance
Saaya loves to sing!

Enthralled by the innocence of the children
Saaya has three of her own
Having one boy and two girls
She’ll still cherish when their grown!

Most challenges attract her
Eager to give each a try
Knowing there are no limits
To how far she can fly!

Preferring to keep things simple
Why make life too hard
In relation to the Tarot
She’s received an epiphany card!

Best wishes for your future
To you and your family
I’m so glad I got to know you
You’ve got a friend in me.

From Timmie (The Priestess)

Saaya is my pen name.
In picture is a portrait of my mother painted by me.

The above poem can be read here;

Monday, 14 November 2011

Nature Heals (Haiku)


                                                      Nature showers love
                                          On the sleeping autumn blooms
                                                     A message of spring


Thursday, 10 November 2011

Sound Of Rain (Haiku)

                                                     Subtle Sound of rain                                                                         
                                                     Speaking through its falling tears

                                                                 Smiling through its pains





Quiet like silence

No speech ,no violence

Walks like grace

Measuring every pace

Sings like a melody

Sweet sad parody


Blooms like a flower

No weakness, but power

Surrounds like peace

Light perfumed breeze

Deep like a slumbers

With dreams full of wonders


Shines through the souls

Directs every goal

Touches like the sunshine

Neither yours nor mine

Dances like a flame

No guilt, No shame


Colorless and pure

Like patience and endure

Real, like faith

No fable, no myth

Mysterious like an ocean

Or a magical potion

A quality a sense

Of dignity and prudence


Identity, reforms

Of being and norms

A knock at the door

Of heart to explore

A waiting of an hour

For a miracle to shower

An ecstasy that rains

No loss, no gain


Protects like an embrace

No body , no face

Guides like a friend

No craze , no trend

Treats like remedy

No pain, no tragedy

Frees like freedom

No insanity, but wisdom


A rhythm a harmony

No promise , no testimony

A sorrow that elates

A joy, that sedate

A word that glows

A mirror that shows

A seed that sows

All human pros


A trust which is blind

Yet opens the mind

A death of a martyr

A life of a character


A crown that honors

Every site every corner

A prayer that blesses

No hassle no messes


A pearl , a gemstone

Exuberant , unknown

A gift from God

No commodity , no fraud


A question that answers

No learner, no preacher

A reason a passion

Original, no fashion


No urge but fulfilling

No taking, only giving


Dedicated to Divinity


The Radiance, and Emission
The Surrender; the Submission

Sporadically over the Middle
Theoretically like the Riddle

High above the Latitudes
Of Blessings and Gratitudes

In the form of Luminous Bands
Painted with Master’s Hands

The Kaleidoscopic Streamer
Philosopher …the Dreamer

The charged solar particles
Like Faith-Written Articles

Being Guided along the Earth
Many Deaths; Many Births

Magnetic Lines Of Force
A Never-Ending Discourse


Dedicated to Divine connectivity

Wednesday, 9 November 2011

He Was Here!

In the most depressing.. shattering moment..

Undulating like  treacherous serpents..

Whizzing through its key holes..

The melodies of death and sad sentiments..

When mind was crushing the burdened soul..

And the life was sinking into..

The  dark  engulfing depth of the black hole..

Through the mesh work of destiny..

Inscrutable scrutiny..

Opened a network of communication..

Ensuring the peaceful destinations..

Subsiding the feelings of fear....

Through the  veils of smiles and tears..

I saw Him..

He was here…

When all effort seemed in vain..

Closer that the life vein..

He was near..

With me..

ready to bear..

My God..

By God!


To Him

Monday, 7 November 2011

By your fireside....

Under the roofless vastness of a cozy home..

Inside the wall-less solitude of silent hours…

Where burns the flames of…

Selfless affinities of eternal comfort…

Woven in the sinews of spiritual looms…

Carrying the wordless affections blooms….

Lies the solitary beats of fearless heart…


Besides the fireless fireside of …

Your timeless friendship..

Nourished by the countless…

 guilt-free reasons….

 Of  unknown kinship…

Sleeping in the lap of armless  chair…

 Of everlasting trust..

Never to be shaken again.....

By the wistful thrusts ..

Of desire-free seasons….



To K.Gibran

Saturday, 5 November 2011


Far and wide..

 in unearthly ether…

where the particles of thoughts collide…

With the phantoms of raw glory….

of supernatural forces….


The scrolls of destiny..

To guide..

The souls dwelling….

To live together….

And walk side by side…

To suffer the pains of life….

And share the joy’s pride…


Tuesday, 1 November 2011

Chasing the shadows...

Chasing the shadows in the starry nights...
Chasing the shadows in the day bright...

Staying inside the twilight zone...

Playing with blackish and graying tones...

Making the castles with moist sands...

Reaching the rainbows with colored bands...

Listening to music by the wind chimes...

Finding to write enchanting rhymes...

Spending the time in day dreams...

Flowers, butterflies, springs and streams...

Searching the truths in the mysteries...

Exploring the pages of the history...

Thinking of realities in the life...

Fighting, defeating ,the long strife....

Kneeling in prayers for impossible...

Hoping for miracles, incredible...

Where is the end, the goal and gain....

Where’s the remedy of life’s pain....

Life just begins from where it ends...

Never be too late to make a mend...


Sunday, 30 October 2011

Life is nothing...

Life is nothing
but a never ending quest

Sometimes it isn’t easy
To pass every test

Our job is only
To try our best

To seek what’s worthy
Not weary the lest

The mind is like tree
Where thoughts nest

The heart is a ground
With wishes fests

Failures are the trials
Success is the blest

Problems never end
Go East or West

It’s hard to accept and
It’s easy  to protest

The thing that matter
is the soul at rest

Tears are the residents
Smiles are the guests

So celebrate the sadness
With the same zest!!!


Shackles Of Time

Under the broken shackles of time..
The unspoken truths and unknown mysteries… 

Rising every morning..
Through the melancholic mist of the bronze light..
Penetrating ..the aura of the divine silence..
Glaring the vision of all narrow perspectives.. 

In the rising day..
After thousands of nights..
Ready to soar into the gentle breeze,,
Like freshly shed down feather .. 

With the approach of cozy evening…
Nesting in the dark silhouettes of whispering trees…
Catching upon the million stars..
Awakening with their upheld, welcoming branches.. 

Ready to sleep..
In the motherly lap of night..
Studded with billion moons…
Over the heavens of skies.. 

Showering the rains of phantoms..
Over the rainbows ..of countless prisms..
With paranormal perceptions.. 

Radiating the gleam of assertion..
Defying every spoken lie ..
And unfelt sensation…
Setting free the intimacy..
And un breakable..


To Time...

Wednesday, 26 October 2011

Rainy (Haiku)

                                 .....Painted tainted trees....
                              .....Under the cloudy canvas..... 
                                  .....On puddled palettes....


.To Autumn Rainy

Life (Haiku)


                                 "Come out of the dark"
                               "Life is to face the light, too
                                     Nature says Quietly


To Spirituality

Wednesday, 19 October 2011

Khalil Gibran

With the untouched elegance of peacock’s quill….
he delicately picks his twinkling thoughts …
and spread them on the purity of white sheet …
with the clarity of an invisible ink …
that carries the subtle touch of somber hues…
perfectly blended with the joy and melancholy…
like expert brush strokes….

so that all the vivacious truths of life...
take off their worn masks ….
begin facing the sun, naked…
and basking in the dazzling glory of the sunshine…
besides the rhythmic sounds of the seashore….
where children play merrily...
building castles from the grains of sand …
where lovers sing the enchanting melodies....
of grace and beauty…

when the wind blows…
and whistle sweet tunes of contentment…
they start floating with the smoothness of mystic clouds….
like the dancing music notes…..

when the rain pours…
they pour down like raindrops....
on the yearning leaves …
and the petals of flowers of love harmony and friendship…
and get absorbed by the bosom of mother earth…
like the eternal trust of humanity …
yielding the fragrance of divinity…
and serenity... 


Dedicated to Khalil Gibran

Thursday, 13 October 2011

Adam & Eve

Once dwelling in the heaven
Of their subconscious
Like the naked truth
Raised from the dust
In the image of each other
In the timeless companionship
Of the perfect soul mates!
Misled by the desire
To touch and fulfill
Got trapped in the wicked lie
Became conscious
That they were ‘bodies’
And the‘heaven’
Wasn’t ‘heaven!!!


Dedicated to The Creation of Humans

[2:35] We said, "O Adam, live with your wife in Paradise, and eat therefrom generously, as you please, but do not approach this tree, lest you sin."