In the Shadows & Covers of Silken Black – Sonnet No.5

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

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just a passing Thought

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.

Melancholy:-

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,

few can,

few will

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.

Hi There

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

First Feelings – Sonnet No. 4

When unto thy lands of sweet and sorrow;
when unto thy creations of day & ‘morrow;
aimless, yet for something, I wander;
I find solace for everything in your wonder.

For my heart may cry, my eyes share;
waves of regrets, and fountains of tear;
and if your heart may signify, a close distance;
that shall prove, through my heart, a lance.

And if thou may fear, clouds of despair;
rains of tear, and love springs of care;
then remember, forever, this promise of mine;
if ever, you need a shoulder, it shall be mine.

For love & affection and bond & care of ours;
might never wane, for infinite, a year or hours.

The Tale of a boy and a feline

There was once a boy named Charlie Ben;
who kept a cat named Mandie-Men.
The cat was softy and furry;
and mewy and merry.

One day, Ben went camping;
and left Men lonely lamenting.
When he came back, was he surprised;
there was no Men in sight.

(He had disappeared under the mat;
to make little Ben feel bad).
The boy didn’t find the cat;
and started feeling really, really bad.

Finally, he lost all his hope;
started crying, he really did mope.
And Men heard him crying out;
(Ben had, in sorrow, made a pout).

The cat saw this, the cat saw stars;
in fact, he mentally launched himself to Mars.
But then, the boy didn’t stop the tears;
he actually cried more than his peers.

So Men started feeling bad;
and came out from under the mat.
He mewed, the boy heard, he jumped;
looked around, saw him & jumped again.

Jumped near him in joy;
and played with him like a toy.
(More & more, Ben loved the feline;
so he slept near his waistline).

Then they went to the bed and lied down;
yet, their spirits were, by no means, down.
So they had a short nap after a supper;
and lived happily ever after.

Spurious Ecstacy

All the beauty of the world,
yours in a small room;
But can you, a player of the sky,
compare them……
with what being free has to offer….?

Oh to fly, be free….

not to worry about them…..

Enjoying the breeze brush past,
as you glide along;
sailing on the waves of winds…

Oh to fly, be free….

not to worry about them…..

Your Name – Bright Forever

Words may be simple;
they may be easy to read;
But Understand the power that lies behind their veil. You Can rise top great heights but you don’t choose to……. WHY?

On this plain today;
on that one tomorrow;
resurrect goodness here today;
move on there tomorrow.

For old trees may wither;

But your name is bright forever.

Appreciate what all a tree gives;
people throw stones, he forgives;
fruits fall down, and are taken;
the tree, then happily lives.

For old trees may wither;

But your name is bright forever.

Go ahead for you can do it;
change the world, as we know it;
mankind simply sees evils;
you go strive against it.

For old trees may wither;

But your name is bright forever.

Float above this sky;
people will pass you by;
turn away an army by your name;
The world will, in peace fly.

For old trees may wither;

But your name is bright forever.

Remembrance of Dawn

In my eyes, a dream was drawn;
as the moon got filtered by;
& black clouds shielded the sun in the sky;
came to me, the remembrance of dawn.

The remembrance of all things, wonderful;
the beauty of all things, colourful;
it was your face that was drawn;
the memory of a friend, remarkable.

Those clouds of cheerful, cheerful rain;
all my sadness, away they did drain;
the beauty which no world may contain;
few words summarize what may remain.

My friend, you are affectionate & kind;
your memories, most beloved, i find;
what affection I can count upon;
gives to me, the remembrance of dawn.

Talk to Nature

First, the moon gets filtered by;
Then black clouds take over the sky.
Never will forget that, I;
What beauty prevails in thy.

Like the lightning clap in clouds;
That shadow when upon the moon bowed.
You announcing it out loud;
What beauty you have been bestowed

The cover of those lovely flowers;
That made this garden a glower;
Those beautiful valleys and mounts;
Such beauties in you, I can count.

No doubt as to who made you;
And those droplets of tender dew.
Allah is the one, the Almighty;
He is the Lord, your creator, the Mighty.