Life maybe unfair;
Unpredictable, hard, trying…
Yet the world doesn’t end here;
You may have lost a few, yet I remain…
Yes the choice is not easy…
But happiness can be found;
During the darkest hour too;
You just need;
Be happy, joyous, laugh and enjoy…
The world will seem a better place… And I am ever yours…
Thy lands of sweetness might never wane;
Thy echos of love & beauty might never wane;
Thy appearance shall never fail to entrance me;
Thy bond shall never fail to enhance me.
For all these years, together, we never have been;
Yet your Incessant Grace, I’ve always seen;
And now I find you my closest, loveliest shadow;
Inspiring me, encouraging me, like a rainbow.
For were it not for you, and your love, serene;
Were it not for you, and your beauty, serene;
There might have come a time when writings failed;
Several rhymes betrayed, several songs failed.
And therefore, honestly today, I apprise you;
I have, for months, and still do, love you
In the Shadows & Covers of Silken Black;
where, rain of love casts forth its accord.
I find solace for all ailments of mine;
as you proclaim all your wonders, divine.
For parchments may burn, writings fail;
as the powerful rhyme of time is sung;
yet memories shall flow, unsurpassed;
and your beauty shall shine bright, unto moments, hung.
Darkness shall fall, the moon down, stars out;
These rays of ecstasy shall be gone one night.
Yet, there shall remain, one such source bright;
It will be your grace, casting forth its light
Infinity will pass, times change, memoirs written;
But i shall ever remember you and see you in Heaven
A lone figure, sitting by my side;
And I, flowing softly,
With sonorous splashes, he the waiting one, I, the waited one.
A bench by a river, serving anyone, everyone, unbiased;
If only life could be thought so, fair, and just…
How great the world would be? How wonderful???
Ohh, what a dream.
Like tiny eyes,
on my window, watching me, knowing it,
raindrops, circles, colours,
the world is colourful but not mine. And the sadness,
I have felt, few have,
For i remain ever sorry that I lost you and ever melancholy.
Can we ever, regain, the same times we had, the same memories we shared…….
and the same love we had.
An apology, a clean breast, and always helping,
is not that enough???
I am sorry and I love you.
Hello there readers,
I was just speculating and I wondered: why not share my reason for writing and sharing with you? To start with, we all have questions and we hate them unanswered. I think I’ll tell you a bit about myself today.
I am Hafiz Mohammad Yasir, writer and poet. For years, I have dreamt of being so and for years, I have been trying to connect with the world. and I don’t keep my poems private. I like the world to enjoy them. therefore this post and not some itchy bitchy, shush, hush sort of diary.
My speciality is nature. I love it! with its sweet scents, mellifluous marvels and …. oh it’s wonderful! and do you know what, I’d love for the world to know me. I am just another soul looking for happiness.
That is all for now, see ya soon