Random Verses !

Limits crossed for lustful love ,
Real Satan ; angelic devil ,
wishes charms and allure beauty ,
Satan`s work is unfinished,
Tactics ,tools and magic :
Forms , shapes of designs ,
Reside long in evil mind.
Man`s Satan or Satan`s man ,
True ,true for man only . 

2.I love my pain as you love the love.
   It pierce my soul as uproot seed .

 

3.

Vast evergreen love branch ,
Twanged the heart soil,
Mirth ,joy and jolly 
buried deep into soul,
Never meet us again.

 

 

4.

 

twirled soul dance with joy.
Spiraled heart,sense and soul,
show oneness by sound only,
voice sweet habit in mused ,
Ecstasy remained forever !

 

 

5.

Take roses of sweet love .
“I absorb your smell “
Said you to me dear.
Rose, love and ecstasy.
beautiful these love forms .
Noor

 

6.

Humanity is a dream
Lost deep into oceanic waves 

 

6

Given loss like ruined papers to me .
Immense black papers fated for me 

7

Black hearted face seems innocent .
show inner with selfish selflessness.

 

 

 

”Sochta hooN mohaBbat HeY jaWani KE khiZan`n

Love is favorite passing of my life .I am wanderer of it like a butterfly passing here and there for nectar .Sucking nectar from one flower to other causes cross-pollination which generates more flowers . This is life which suck each moment of ours lives to give us pleasure in reward may be in form or drops or like an immense pleasure . From life love always come into my mind like an adroit alchemist who wanted to know the composition of it . Unable to find I remember one line of N.M.Rashid`Ghazal …

 

 

 

”Sochta hooN mohaBbat HeY jaWani KE kiZan`n

Sweet and colorful is love.
What is in me : yours love.
Friendly and cheerful it is.
Like a wind of heaven it is.
I saw you in my love of love.
I bemused in beauty of love.
Lightning moon it is .
Fairy in dream it is.
Only a glimpse of it ,
Made me insane of it.
How can I touch this love !

Came to me in a moon night.
She was the goddess of night.
I saw her again and again that night.
As it was hallucination of my mind .
I came closer to her to see her light.
She laughed at me and had a flight.
Pursued her and went inside the moon.
I had lost myself in that soulful night.

Came on Earth like an Adam`s Flight.
Touching the love with full of Blight .
I had fallen from my elevated height.
My hairs grown up like a night :
Black iron skinned face with silver threads,
Making me man of an Iran age !
This is the love which I have made !

Sadia Sheikh

 

 

Exam !

sometime you have a lot of things to say but you do a job of silence ! 
On times voice is scrubbed back to mouth but you thunder and rattle !
This is how life goes with symphonies and cacophonies!
you juggle up these voices for adventure or of being fearless !
Life grabs you , tighten you and fold you twice like a string !
You still muse and joy over it , happy and contented!
Because it is your choice and you made all the things for you !

Sometime Allah give you strength and power , fame and love !
you misuse it for your happiness and tried to crush others !
On times you became god of little things and stick them like a master !
You gamble , drink , steel , lie , fool like a skilled effector! 
When people leave you alone , call you corrupt and hypocrite!
you sue to Allah and He forgive you without saying ,
”O`man you became God !” 

sometime Allah make us empty and penniless and lonely !
On times we are betrayed and bullied by others !
We show meekness and sleeved our inner pain !
We bend to Allah , weep , sob and ooze salty water !
And unending complains , croaks and hisses !
This is life goes with fights and cockles !
We blame why are born in this world !
The mystery remain unresolved !
And we begone hollow black holes !
After so much heat and energy waste we turned black!

What Allah says to us is very simple and logical !
This world is mine , time is very short !
you have just an exam and do the paper
The one who control the nerves either in success or in failure ,
The only one among you would be the diamond of next world !
I receive your complains , sees your agonies and pains !
I watch how powerful plays with powerless !
I watch voice of powerless coming from heart touch the highest temple of Sky !
So all of your fears , pains will turn into happiness and happiness into shame !
O` My dear creäture ! 
O `my beloved man !
I will keep up the balance at the end and divide all pains to grabbers !
No more fears ! No more pains ! No more weeping !
Just go on with life !
This is just an exam !

Sadia Sheikh

 

Chameleon !!!

I see you and befallen in love!
I see you and befallen in hate !
The moment of change was a second ,
Like a pendulum changing its positions.
We human love and still call ourselves humane.

 

The regrets and mirth , 
Love and hatred,
Mystery and unveiled things , 
Puzzles and straightaways ,
All are moments and phases.

 

We love in a phase! 
we hate in a phase !
Love is permanent unless written ,
Like a muse which is unending,
Like a memory which is alternating ,
Like an invent which is processing ,
All we have a constant phase ;
The phase of transmutation!

Sadia Sheikh

 

 

 

Love !

I loved you for a long .

you became my song.

I touched you with a kiss.

Thy became an  immortal bliss.

I longed for you in my dreams.

The chimera turned into screams.

The heart was waving like a sea .

I gave you my heart`s key .

You lost it in  Teahupo`o skiing.

You left me dying in your passion.

And missing you became my fashion.

I used to sing a love song.

Like a burning Moth of fire.

My smocked love became a sire.

I dug a hole inside`s the girl in love .

And threw ashes in an ire .

Alas ! the soil remained mire.

I said to my love good -bye.

I made my love a dreaming glove .

And shoved soil over my  smoked love.

I divested my soul out of my temple.

And became a wandering tumble of lost sky . 

 

 

The Black Stone I !

The Black Stone !

I intended to pronounce to go on Pilgrim
I vowed to engage in the function ;
where all the world is in Rim ,
Where all the world was immersed and enthralled ,
I called on to throw stones on Satan,
In  the place holy and sacrosanct,
I threw on stones and went on like whirl of rim ,
The Satan was in grim ,
Bewitched and bemused of ceaseless ecstasy
Of hurling and flinging
I touched the black stone ,
Kissed it with raptures of revenge ,
I became cloud nine
Now I was totally fine .

Swoon and intoxicated of a good throw,
I became holy and sainted ,
Calling , calling and calling ,
I am chime of holy wheel  ,
In a full swing of rhyme ,
Like a ding dong concerto ,
Like a obbligato presto,
Like a chorister in a holy shrine .
I was holy benign

I called on to throw stones ,
In the place holy and sacrosanct
I babbled to swipe all profane,
Like a tweet of birds ,
Like a shot of rifle,
Like a crusade mission ,
To touch again black stone .
I vowed to engage in a mission .
I intended to pronounce to go on pilgrim .
Mesmerized , mesmerized , and mesmerized I
Like a dazzling snow ,
Like an arrow bow ,
Slinging on skin.
Benign and blin
I touched the black stone

Sadia Sheikh