Mommy, tell me where should I go?
Our house is destructed
and I find peace no-more
The buildings have turned into dust
The nights have turned into lightening bombs
When it’s morning, I witness
the faces are full of tears falling from the eyes
Mommy, by the time it’s afternoon
I don’t find any food
I hide behind the rocks and blocks
so no one finds me soon
Slowly the night starts approaching
and I don’t find our home
So I start walking towards
your’s and dad’s tomb
After watching so much of hatred
I need some love till the dawn
The citizens of Syria are brutally killed and murdered and the whole world is busy ignoring the fact that they are humans too. So here, I’m writing on behalf of all those humans who are really praying for peace of Syria and the world. If anybody knows how an Indian can help Syria, please drop your message in the comment section below.
Ya Rehaman-O-Rahim, give them hidayah who have taken up their arms for the violence, help the people stuck in war by giving them strength and help them in maintaining peace in Syria and around the globe. Amen!
I miss how I was able to love so hard
and how not today?
How I fearlessly kept falling
hoping you’ll give me a hand one day!
How those short moments made my day
even after knowing your realities?
Why do I find these things
yet raising my heart beats?
I don’t have silky skin nor a flawless body.
I don’t have lovely features
I’m full of scars and bruises
Every inch of my skin have a story
Experiences to be shared
Darkness to be lit
Silence to be broken
And myself to be explored
Let me sparkle the sky
And take the dark clouds away
Let me add hint of lights
And add little more to life
Let me put a little sequins
And let the pretty dark shine
Let me make it a big one this time
And never forget this life is just mine
“I am full of darkness, what will you do of me?” The boy asked
And she only told, “I shall be firefly and embrace the beauty of darkness.”
As you need me
I need you too
As you like talking to me
I crave the peace in you
If you think, I shall stay for you
Don’t you forget as you’re peace for me
Chaos can also be created by you
So for the sake of your peace
Don’t disrupt the silence
As this could bring destruction in you
And storms inside me
Aap mujhe har baat se waqif ho
Chahe mai bolu ya Nahi
Meri Muskaan dekhar
Aap saari baatien samjhte jaate ho
Aur mai fir bhi
Aapko kabhi samajh Nahi pati
Aisi baat Nahi aapse mohabbat Nahi karti
Bas Qatrati hu
Jata Nahi pati
Shayad isliye Gussa ho jati hu
Phir raat me akele kamre me rokar
maafi bhi mang leti hu
Aur mujhe muaf bhi kar dete hai bina jaane
Ek aap hi toh hai
Jo meri naadaniyon pe haste hai
Galati hone par khub Dante bhi hai
Saare zimedariyon ko bakhubi nibhate hai
Waqt aane par apni pyari chizon ki qurbani bhi dete hai
Jitni khubsurat hai aap
Utni khubsurati se aapka dil banaya gaya hai
Meri pyari Ammi jaan!
Aapke tarif me Mere lafz ek boond ke qatre se kam hai
Is Jannat ki tareef me
Ye puri duniya kya
Kainat bhi kam hai
Meri pyari Ammijaan💟
Bas aapka Shukriyada karna chahti hu
Is nachiz ko jhelne aur
Be intehan pyar karne k liye ❤️
I thought a lot about forgetting you
And I ended up asking myself
How can I forget the moments I lived?
How can I erase the words that were once told?
How can I ever unlove my love?
How should I weaken the trust?
What made you ask me this?
What were the things that made you end every little of us?
Would you write me in your poetry?
Would you describe my kiddish nature?
Would you ever be overwhelmed by my smartness?
Would you ever remember us walking down that Street?
Would you smile when I will cross your head?
Would you bother to think that I drank too much the other day?
Would you ever visit the same coffee shop just to look if i am hanging there?
Would you ever call my name to check if I am walking ahead?
Would you ever describe my name in your prayers?
Would you ever remember my cheeks with wrinkles forming some layers?
Would you say about me to your new girlfriend?
Or Would you mention me in stories when you’ll be a grandparent?