Sunday, December 18, 2016

Looking Beyond

I can hear the birds singing the song of joy,
When i am looking beyond the time of rise!
I can feel the fragrance of the blooming flowers,
When i am looking beyond the dew on them!
I can touch the breeze caressing through my cheeks,
When i am looking beyond the wind beneath!
I can smell the freshness,calm and serene,
When i am looking beyond the ocean green!
I can taste the victory that waves bring,
When i am looking beyond their way towards me!

P.S:A spontaneous rhyme.Collaboration with Palak Shah(Apron and ink)

The Journey of Affirmation!

A week ago as i was discussing with palak about life,through my stressed face she sensed something and abruptly bounced on me an affirmation.She said look in to the mirror and tell yourself "I am at peace like never before" !I laughed hard and reverted"I wont do that,rather i cant!And the topic evaporated in all the laughs!

A day later she seemed to be a little low that made me pen down a few words for her
T for Tension,
T for Temporary,
T for tough,
T for Tight Hug
Tension is temporary makes life tough!
A tight hug is the solution to all.And I am glad i have people who hold me tight to tell me I am there.
-Affirmation 1

This ignited a sharp thought of writing affirmations each night.I sent it to my close one who enjoyed reading it and replied with fervor. That instilled in me a journey to pen down affirmations and send across to my close ones.
I am glad the way it is appreciated.Indeed mind is the biggest tool to regulate life.

So every seven days i will be updating a weekly affirmation,until the compilation marks a century!

I hope my journey of affirmation goes long way and is of help to others because to me indeed it has given  a purpose!

Weekly Affirmation:

Affirmation 2:
When I sleep at night to close my eyes to the sky of life,there is a shimmering star of peace gazing back at me whispering in my ears"I am far but you can see me"


Affirmation 3:
Like a rock in the sea I hold the strength that no one can see.When waves come together they fall weak in front of me because i can stand alone to show them what is strength within!\

Affirmation 4:
I look at the mirror to smile to self to tell the inner me its all fine.Like the birds heading back to nest,leaving the worries back in the sky.I can take my soul to the happiest den leaving behind all my pain.

Affirmation 5:
The tall green ocean around the sea reflects its presence and lives free.It falls in the autumn to rise again in spring and dances with the breeze and freezes to weep.It stands firm to embrace the rays,to carve another beautiful way.Like it knows nothing of the future i too hold no insight of it either.But i shall live and rejoice on freshness of today because i know if its autumn now tommorrow is springs day.

Affirmation 6:
Open an old book on a library's shelf ,in the heart of a reader which dwells.The radiance of its fragrance disperses in space like a pleasant scent in a quiet place.It narrates the journey of a dream to growin the life of many being.The narrow wrinkles on its face tells me i can grow each day.I can chase my dreams and make a way,because if a book can turn its pages gold and shine young to make it glow,I can liberate my dreams and feel its fragrance ,to live with it and make it happen!
My book of life will glow and shine,soon each day to be better in time!

Affirmation 7:
I live in the present and enjoy the little joys of life because they are the soap bubbles set free to grow to a height.The bee tells me when she hums around a nectar,she only rejoices on the sweetness around her.When ants carve a path together,they only know to hold each other,When eagles fly high in the air,with the breeze all the joys they share!Be it an eagle ,bee or an ant,they tell me its present moment,filled with sweetness ,carved with joy,to hold each other and live with joy!

-SSW

Monday, October 31, 2016

Friendship

A relation over all the relations,
It binds the soul with the emotions!
Love and trust anchors it strong
Laughter and fun comes along!
When life watches you fight with them ,
In tears you walk into a different den!
The sun and moon witness you converse,
The unsaid words of love with hug!
It fades the boundary of differences,
When you learn to forgive mistakes!
You feel the pain that you don't hold,
When you listen to the tears that roll!
Your heart parallels with the anger of them,
When you know it went wrong all over again!
You can make a prank to troll for fun,
Can't stay calm,When it comes from 'SomeOne'
You can give and take serious advises,
Along can laugh on the extraordinary wiseness!
You can speak for hours and Silently Listen!,
When you know you have along your friend!
Like the waves of ocean moving
along the shoulders,
Friends together face all the boulder!
-SSW

Sunday, October 16, 2016

The Blot of Terrorism


My heart is filled with tears and grief,
As I am writing about a Religion of Peace.
My heart aches to the sorrow it holds,
O Humans!Know what it unfolds.

The names that you lay on my belief,
Pierces my soul  and rips it in piece!
Whom shall I call out to tell my heart,
Because each thought travels on separate cart!

O You,Who calls himself Muslim,
How much do you know of it!

Your dusky thoughts have tarnished the Mercy,
Prophet Mohammed held in his legacy!
Know ,You are blinded to the Islam's history,
And misguided by the political fanatics!

O Muslims,go pick up Sahih Bukhari,
Read to understand Fidak and Ghadeer!
All Life you questioned Imam Hussain and Azadaari,
Now it's time to get back to books and read!

O My brothers,Come to stand together,
Ponder!From where did this wart enter!?
Bigotry,Misgonny and killing of humans,
Is this what you have been given!

O You !Who calls himself the lover of prophet,
Your heart is taken away from the unsaid!

Think who sowed the seed of suffering,
Take your self back to the political regime!
Islam has witnessed the change over years,
By the people to come over their fears!


THEY are just a handful of beings ,
Yet you remain silent to do nothing!
Had you imbibed the sacrifice of seventy two,
You wouldn't stammer to speak the truth!

O Muslims,Wake up to the call of time,
How will you justify the innocent dying.
When you have walked away from the door of heaven?
Showing your back to the house of Prophet!

The blot of terrorism shall not fade,
If you sleep to the call of Imam Hussain.
His noble sacrifice saved the religion of prophet,
To save it from the cruel yazid's trumpet!

Baghdadi,IS and Taliban ,
Are the descendents of Yazid's 'Khandaan'!
I am no scared to pen it in words,
Because
Imam Hussain stood against coward in herds.

The seed of terrorism was laid decades ago,
Today you are suffering to let it go!
Come back to the door of Mercy,
'Ahlubayt' will embrace you in!
-Saima Wasti (SSW)

Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Karbala

The land of Karbala speaks of sacrifice,
That Imam Hussain(a.s) laid with smile.
Why Karbala and What is Moharram?
Know the concealed truth of this month .
The days of mourning commence for all
the lovers of Imam Hussain around!
The grandson of Prophet,
Son of Imam Ali a.s
Stood firm to save religion from tyranny !
The land of Karbala smiles with pride,
For the owner of it shaped it to life!
Children,Ladies and friends ,
Made the army of Imam Hussain.
With H.Abbas,the flagbearer of the caravan,
The warrior of time on earth and heaven.
72 they were on the side of right,
Know why they laid their lives!
Which battle is fought with ladies and children,
Including a six month old infant!
The Merciless heart of cruel Yazid (L.a)
Was drowned in the lust of hypocrisy!
His army was blind to the greed of power,
They knew no bound of pain one can shower!
But the noble family of Imam,
Kept up the prayers and Emaan!
Yazid willed to settle on the political islam,
But Imam sacrificed his house to save the real islam.
He proved to world,
Do not be afraid,to speak the words unsaid!
Today millions of hearts,chant his name!
Because he saved islam from yazid's den!
-SSW

Saturday, September 10, 2016

The Poetic Cord!


My eyes smile to the keys of my board,
With thoughts racing down to the world.
Like the gurgling waves moving to the shore,
Dancing in symphony with a gentle roar!
My lonesome thoughts then wallow luxuriously,
I string them together like the diver's beads!

Since the 'Inception' of my poems and writing,
My rhymes have spoken on everything,
Apart from me and my way of living.
But some poets in disguise notice me,
Their magical skill brings a treat to me!
I fall short of all the wonderful words,
The poet in me freezes with a thrust!

I rest my skill on the beautiful letters,
Not knowing how to put them together!
I re- read the post of apron and ink,
My heart sparks like a shinning beam!

I gather my thoughts and narrate to them,
Its written for me, from a poet who is gem.
I know her since forever  but when,
is never stated when poets turn friends!

The words pull out another trail,
'Secret writer' joins on this beautiful way!
Then 'Hasti' carves a perfect  rhyme,
'Musaib' walks in with a wide smile!
And 'Mahima' comes along with all,

The poetic cord shares a new bond,when
Together they present a magical wand!

-SSW
P.S:This post is dedicated to some beautiful people i came across off lately and i hope they stay in my life forever.Poem means world to me and receiving it for self is happiness beyond words.Thank you for that lovely piece.

Sunday, September 04, 2016

The Mask says..

O' you! the wisest of all creatures,
I am a part of you and your nature.

Know that,
Each one lives with a Mask of his own,
No among-st you can claim  'not known'!

I am the seen to you but unseen to others,
Wagging out the shades of your colors!

You can see me in the mirror of your thoughts,
When you are smiling carrying a million words!

When the anger hits on the cord of your relations,
I am helpless to bring out the care that is hidden.

When your deep ocean sheds a stream of sadness,
I come forward,to cover the hatred and emptiness!

When you smile by the end of the toughest day,
I embrace your broken pieces to stand up again.

When your sugar coated words comfort another one,
I know whats the story running across your heart!

When you cheat and lie by resting on my shoulder,
I am at guilt to know that you are my owner.

When you play with the emotions of your companion,
I am ashamed to stand as your oblivious curtain!

At times you make me proud of your goodness,
Next moment i hang my head down in shame!

Like a moving water falling out of sieve,
Your emotions move across to reside in me.

When you talk of the Mask on the next door,
Ponder to self, Can you pull off your own?.

-SSW
 This post is written for IndiSpire Edition 133

Take this poetic challenge.Mask and masks, masks everywhere. What is it that the mask tries to hide? put it in prose poem, poetry, micro-poem, haiku or anything lyrical. #masks

P.S:Mask ,Each one holds to live by the competitive world.May be,To make a stand,to mend a heart,to comfort a soul,to grow more strong,to live by respect,or to find a way out.

There is no person who has not comforted himself underneath this concealed guard but what matters is motive.You may carry it for a good deed but using it to stab a soul is the lowest a human falls to.

All i can say is be careful to save yourself from the losers who can wound you any moment and embrace the winners who never let their other self know about the angel in them.

Friday, June 17, 2016

The Spiritual Bliss



The month of blessing walks through the door,
To draw the curtain and wipe the floor,
of the heart which chose to remain close,
And not let the wave of love reach the shore.
It speaks in the language of hope,
To tell you ,That after dawn arrives dusk,
to reward you for your patience and hard work!
So,spread the message,of Equality and Kindness,
Because His, Every creation, is His greatness,
Who vows to bow to his vastness!
While Sitting together and reciting the verse,
Appreciating the hunger and thirst!
Glorifying the magnificence of  the"Master of World".
The gates of prayers walk through the eyes,
To illuminate the darkness with your words divine.
It teaches  the goodness that enfolds,
In sharing His blessings,a bread or a loaf.
The flag of peace ,kindness and love,
with piety & empathy praises the lord ,
to cleanse the human heart and make it pure.
The month of 'Ramzaan' glorifies the goodness,
Concealed in each one's self!
So,Gaze through ,to embrace it,
and feel 'The Spiritual Bliss!

-SSW

Friday, April 29, 2016

Away...

    


  





      Away from the home who stay,
        Know how difficult is a day.

  We lay on bed and count the comfort,
  They rest on stones to check the front!

      Away from the home who stay,
        Know how long is a day.

We cry over the hustle and bustle around,
They smile with the riffles on the ground.

      Away from the home who stay,
         Indifferent is night and day.

     We plan the day to party at night,
 They plan each moment to combat any fight.

        Away from the home who stay,
          Know the dark side of day.

  Work,leisure,food and people we meet,
To them maps,weapons and conflicts greet.

      Away from the home who stay,
        Know the value of a day.

We sit across each other to share no word,
  They live in the memory of last one.

      Away from the home who stay,
       Know what it is to stay away.

  We glance through the news of battle field,
But for us,they freeze at siachen to die at peak.

 Away from the home they stay as warriors,
  for their mother and her ignorant children!

-SSW

P.S:Dedicated to heroes of all time.

Saturday, April 02, 2016

My Lady Lantern


All Praise to the Lady of Heaven and Earth,who lives in the heart of each lover of Ahlubayt (a.s).
 If all the chirping birds roaring midst the blue garden along with all the bounties of the nature come together with the mankind to sing the praise of Fatima Zahra (s.a), and lay their words to write her attributes,none would do justice ,for the Creator and his Ahlubayt .(a.s). The Birth Anniversary of the most pious and the virtuous lady ,the magnificent and the splendid daughter of the Noble Prophet Mohammad (s.w.w) ,Wife of the Light of Mankind, and Mother of the Saviors of Islam embarks a significance which is beyond word's ,to the Creator's World and gives a direction to its Creation.

All praise to Allah,His Mubarka (s.a) is a role model for every women who carries the love of Ahlubayt (a.s) and feels it with every heart beat.Indeed ,HER teachings lives within  us,it lives in you and in me as well.And so my Lady Lantern is living silently within me,she is also living in you,and every other lady who carries her example to lead herself and brighten her path with the radiance of Zahra (s.a).
In times of distress,i look within me to gather the strength and bear the pain ,for it is nothing to what the daughter of Prophet(s.w.w) embraced silently.When my tears shed out,to cry over the hurdles around.I look at the sister next door who smiles all the way and cries only for Fatima(s.a) and her Progeny.
At times when i am perplexed,when halal and haram comes with no boundaries,i call out for my inner instinct who has read and heard of only Ahlubayt (a.s) and it inspires me to choose the difficult path and walk through the thorns to find no scar.When my words don't traverse to speak for me and my mind says to let it go,my heart stands stern for my rights,as the incidence of fidak lives in me.Their is an inspiration in me to remain patient and learn from my mistakes for i know i am imperfect but in hands of a perfect guide.

The sister i spoke to today,narrated her life and her struggles to make the two ends meet and accord it with joy,i questioned her to how she manages,to alter her dream and live it to make her husband's and  her reply made me grin and smile all through her narration.She said, O,dear,We Live by the example of  Zahra (s.a), the honest wife of the loyal husband,when she brought up her children,not placing a single demand on Imam Ali(a.s) and stood behind the burning door to safeguard her children and husband bearing a pain which can never be described in words,How difficult it is for us to alter our life and live in unison.I admired this sister more than before,and found my inspiration in her thoughts through her words.

My dear sisters,Life is a test of our Imaan,and our inspiration pulls us out during difficult times ,to be an inspiration in someone else despair.
Your strength lies within you,may be you can feel it now,may be you are unaware,but the good in you is waiting for an opportunity to explore the optimism you carry ,oblivious to your knowledge.You are wise and kind,but you don't know,knock your self,wake up your faith.If,your heart carries the love of Ahlubayt (a.s)then surely it has the flame of their teachings growing in you.The darkest chamber of any life will be brightened by that flame.
It is present in you,and in me as well.
My Parents have channelized their inspiration to make it grow has helped me equally to find within myself and sprinkled with love,care and knowledge,the garden of my life. 
And so i conclude,My lady lantern is growing in my heart ,my inspiration lies in me and you,And your inspiration lies in you and  me.Hold it tenderly to let it come out and grace the world with its intricacy.
Seek and you shall find!

-SSW
P.S:This post is written for Shia Women Community ,upcoming event #LadyLantern on the occasion of Birth Anniversary of Daughter of Prophet Mohammad(s.w.w),Fatima Zahra (s.a)




Thursday, March 10, 2016

Not too long...

Three months and i was away from my blog,the place where i can be me.The place i love to wander,re-read every posts,appreciate them,and plan to carve a different set of words.Three months!How could i stay away?No,i could not.And i think i will  never be able to take a long holiday from the work i love to do.

In the race of chasing the zenith in life,many amateur and budding creative mind get locked as an attic in a chamber.I have heard people saying i was once an avid reader,now i am so packed with my schedule that i cant pull out a book, a budding artists looses on to the magical wand and his colors become a memory of shades.A player might crave for a practice session and a dancer moves without grace.Because we all are caught in the web of time and responsibilities.A few lucky ones are able to carry their passion to profession,a few blessed ones are able to set their priority as their passion in the hustle bustle around!Irrespective of the difference in our opinion ,i want to come to the point that no matter what our like is,it may fade with time .However,(I am not being biased) but a person for whom writing a poem or a piece of note is a passion,he may sneak in to the busy schedule to scribble a poem on a piece of paper or leave a note on blog.A writer cannot stay away from the words too long,the poet in him cannot put aside the heart stealing rhymes that drowns in his hearts.His words are his possession,its his creation and he puts it on the paper/screen ,no matter where he is.Because its his identity and a part of him.
And so i am here back on my routine,to put down my thoughts,to string them together and be me.
Not too long,i can stay away,
you are my life,my only way!

P.S:It is my personal opinion but difference of opinion is appreciated.

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