Gratitude

We demand gratitude and returns for

Every favor we have shown

Every gift we have Given and

Every salary we have paid

Even if it’s a two way deal


Every breath we have taken

Every morsel we have eaten

Every step we have taken

Every scene we have seen

Every sound we have heard and

Every moment we have spent

Every limb we possess and

Every relationship we claim

Are gifts from The Generous One


How much gratitude we steal

Yet, it’s a one way deal!

The Mouse in your House

A negative thought in your mind

Is like a mouse in the house

You know well the damage just one can cause

Think of having a thousand mice at once

Use of a trap can only catch a few

But prevents not more from entering anew

Find the hole through which it creeps in

Seal it at once and earn a piece of your mind!

They say we have 70000 thoughts a day. And for an average person more than half of it is negative and a lot of the rest is about trivial matters.

While it’s not easy to put a full stop to these, the best temporary solution is to drive away negative thoughts with opposite thoughts which im referring to as the mouse trap ( Eg: to pray for or praise the one whome you are jealous against).

The real solution will be to find the source of these negative thoughts and solve it from the roots which is referred to as sealing the hole in the poem (Eg: To settle a long kept partnership or relationship issue rather than to live with it while it occupies half the space of your mind)

inspired by Hemmah.net

Pray Well

Focus ..

On the purification of your heart,than

The beautification of your words.

The presence of your heart , than

The eloquence of your tongue.

The brokenness of your state, than

The loudness of your voice .

Pray Well. For others and yourself!

Love

Every son that’s risen, sets

Every fruit that’s ripe , dries

Every soul that’s born, dies..

Laughter becomes a little tougher

Compassion becomes a little harder

Life becomes a little rougher

Some faces are hard to forget

Some memories are hard to part with

Some lives are hard to let go..

May be that’s what you call, love

Rest In Peace , Pootha!

In blissful peace, you Live..

grandma

Like a butterfly, nay she was a butterfly
One flower to another, with those little flights
Never allowing any to wither,
Yet, enticed by every colour

Sipping some honey, she moved
Spreading much fragrance, she moved
Cleansing the hearts of venom and hatred..

Of all the lonely flowers, scattered
A garden so beautiful, she created
My boundless garden and she silently claimed.

She said,  but how! I’m puzzled
She said, yet she said before she died

Rinse the pot to have me washed,
Bring the wood to have water boiled,
Take the clothes, for its no more needed
Cleanse the house, let me get best prepared,
Next to my mom is where I like to be buried

And.. here I leave with my lights unveiled

Love of this grandma has unmatched strength
Shall we ponder the origin of this warmth
The One Who made this is only found in faith
Is it time to open your eyes, ears and heart..
Seek the Truth that is hidden so smart.
Tread the journey that’s yet to start.. !

ASIF A

White and Blue Sea Picture Postcard

AS IF A GIRL BEING ABDUCTED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME,

AS IF A GIRL BEING DRUGGED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME,

AS IF A GIRL BEING RAPED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME,

AS IF A GIRL BEING STRANGLED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME

AS IF A GIRL BEING KILLED IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME

AS IF ALL THIS IN A TEMPLE IS NOT ENOUGH A CRIME

AS IF ONE IS NOT ENOUGH A TIME

A FEW MORE ASIFAS JUST THE SAME

THIS IS THE LAST ONE WE ALL CLAIM

WHERE HAVE WE LOST ALL THE SHAME

WHERE HAVE WE LOST ALL THE SHAME

NONE BUT OUR SELVES TO BLAME

FED OUR SOULS WITH LUSTFUL FLAMES..

NOW I AM NO MORE THAN A TALE

ALL YOU SOUGHT WAS A LITTLE FAME

WHERE HAVE YOU LOST ALL THE SHAME

I PRAY FOR A DAY MY SISTERS, MOTHER ARE SAFE,

ALIVE WITH UNBROKEN TRUST AND NEVER ENDING FAITH.