Memories
I watched as you faded like dusk into a darkness uncontained.you faded into a moonless night devoid of stars. you where once my sun in the sky. but you turned into a whisper in the wind. we were so real like living dreams. all of a sudden you became invisible. all that's left is feelings in memory .once upon a time we stumbled upon our love which I thought will last forever. tonight is another for which I reminisce...on a story long told.
Saturday, 28 April 2018
POEM - GANEEY TOYYIB
Inscribed on the wall
Are flowers with dropping nectar
But I see the wall incomplete
Cos of the twisted rope
To the front
To the right
Is the rope twisted
Till a twisted hill is formed
Such is the twisting
The traveler of earth
Experiences
Are flowers with dropping nectar
But I see the wall incomplete
Cos of the twisted rope
To the front
To the right
Is the rope twisted
Till a twisted hill is formed
Such is the twisting
The traveler of earth
Experiences
POEM - KNOTS - SAFIYYA
KNOTS.
When once the rope was tangled
Like my heart
Into a twisted, knotted mass
When once the stars in the night sky
Lost their twinkling ambience
When once the moon was shadowed,
I knew not how to cry.
I yearned to cut the loops
And be free like the bird
I longed to leave it whole, and not lose those fragments
I longed for slim expert fingers
To loosen them up.
I longed for the starry nights, and a full, open heart on a long untangled night.
When once the rope was tangled
Like my heart
Into a twisted, knotted mass
When once the stars in the night sky
Lost their twinkling ambience
When once the moon was shadowed,
I knew not how to cry.
I yearned to cut the loops
And be free like the bird
I longed to leave it whole, and not lose those fragments
I longed for slim expert fingers
To loosen them up.
I longed for the starry nights, and a full, open heart on a long untangled night.
POOR ORPHAN - MARYAM SALMAN
*POOR ORPHAN*
Like the lone piece of rope,
He started his sojourn.
Bit by bit,
He ascended.
Sometimes falling, other times tripping
Never relenting, he kept trying.
Little by little;
He was gaining grounds.
And like the proverbial saying "The going gets tougher"
Almost crushing.
But been determined, he never gave up
Till he reached the Peak of Success.
Like the lone piece of rope,
He started his sojourn.
Bit by bit,
He ascended.
Sometimes falling, other times tripping
Never relenting, he kept trying.
Little by little;
He was gaining grounds.
And like the proverbial saying "The going gets tougher"
Almost crushing.
But been determined, he never gave up
Till he reached the Peak of Success.
POEM - ZMM
How It looks...
It looks like a dream,
Or like a paper ream,
Arranged and packaged,
To prevent it from being damaged.
Sometimes glitters,
Sometimes sweet,
Sometimes occurs sequentially,
And sometimes happens haphazardly.
Success; Great and lovely,
That's how it looks,
Like a shiny cone,
Improvised from a single rope.
It looks like a dream,
Or like a paper ream,
Arranged and packaged,
To prevent it from being damaged.
Sometimes glitters,
Sometimes sweet,
Sometimes occurs sequentially,
And sometimes happens haphazardly.
Success; Great and lovely,
That's how it looks,
Like a shiny cone,
Improvised from a single rope.
KEEP ON DREAMING AND HOPING... ZMM
KEEP ON DREAMING AND HOPING...
A bright smiling face,
Entrapped in a race,
In happiness and sorrow,
Deep in her bone marrow,
She feels the pains,
In the stress she encounters,
Yet she strives hardly,
To conquer all its rigor,
A great future she tries to build,
As each second moves,
She is a dreamer, a hoper and survivor.
In her, I sight capabilities,
In her, I admire creativity,
In her, I forsight success,
And in her, I see a dream fulfiled.
Keep on dreaming and hoping,
And like the toss of a coin,
Life will become easy again.
Air you shall breathe,
With comfort and ease,
Being depressed you shall forgo totally,
Like patients who got Alzheimer's disease,
Keep on struggling,
And one day,a great Doctor you shall become.
For: Fatima Muhammad Sani (Neerah)
ZMM
A bright smiling face,
Entrapped in a race,
In happiness and sorrow,
Deep in her bone marrow,
She feels the pains,
In the stress she encounters,
Yet she strives hardly,
To conquer all its rigor,
A great future she tries to build,
As each second moves,
She is a dreamer, a hoper and survivor.
In her, I sight capabilities,
In her, I admire creativity,
In her, I forsight success,
And in her, I see a dream fulfiled.
Keep on dreaming and hoping,
And like the toss of a coin,
Life will become easy again.
Air you shall breathe,
With comfort and ease,
Being depressed you shall forgo totally,
Like patients who got Alzheimer's disease,
Keep on struggling,
And one day,a great Doctor you shall become.
For: Fatima Muhammad Sani (Neerah)
ZMM
I'M A DREAMER,A HOPER AND A SURVIVOR - FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
I'M A DREAMER,A HOPER AND A SURVIVOR
I was told that I wouldn't make it because of my illness an uncountable times by several people including those that were supposed to encourage me that I can make it, there were those that didn't say it but believed I wouldn't make it with their actions. The hopeless and weakest version of me was created,a depressed girl I became. But I made it at the end, and what helped me was my dream,the dream I was born with,the dream that is part of me, a dream to be a doctor,to be a successful woman in the future no matter who I am or the circumstances surrounding me, no matter the number of people doubting my abilities,with my illness or not,me breathing easily or not.
Yes,I cried,I was depressed,I hated my condition,I hated the new life I got but that didn't break me down,it made me a strong person,stronger in a way that I've never thought I'll be. It painted my dreams with new colours that I've never seen,it created hope in me. It sewed a dress of courage,confidence and hope for me,and I wear that dress every time and to everywhere because that's what keeps me moving without giving up. It made me a person that people look up to as an example of not giving up,as an example of miracle existing,as a example of anything can be possible,as an example that God is indeed merciful. It changed my life both positively and negatively but I don't care which one's more, all I know is that it helped me discover the real me,the struggler I am,a struggler for oxygen and success.
I'll continue the way I am,I've accepted the life I've been given because I can't change it,it's who I am destined to be,but I can decide what to do with it,to make it positive and enjoy it or to sit down and watch people enjoy theirs. I've chosen the first,I'll strive till my last breath to make my dreams come true. I'll let myself shine because I don't need a glitter,I am the glitter myself. I'm a dreamer,a hoper and a survivor.
FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
I was told that I wouldn't make it because of my illness an uncountable times by several people including those that were supposed to encourage me that I can make it, there were those that didn't say it but believed I wouldn't make it with their actions. The hopeless and weakest version of me was created,a depressed girl I became. But I made it at the end, and what helped me was my dream,the dream I was born with,the dream that is part of me, a dream to be a doctor,to be a successful woman in the future no matter who I am or the circumstances surrounding me, no matter the number of people doubting my abilities,with my illness or not,me breathing easily or not.
Yes,I cried,I was depressed,I hated my condition,I hated the new life I got but that didn't break me down,it made me a strong person,stronger in a way that I've never thought I'll be. It painted my dreams with new colours that I've never seen,it created hope in me. It sewed a dress of courage,confidence and hope for me,and I wear that dress every time and to everywhere because that's what keeps me moving without giving up. It made me a person that people look up to as an example of not giving up,as an example of miracle existing,as a example of anything can be possible,as an example that God is indeed merciful. It changed my life both positively and negatively but I don't care which one's more, all I know is that it helped me discover the real me,the struggler I am,a struggler for oxygen and success.
I'll continue the way I am,I've accepted the life I've been given because I can't change it,it's who I am destined to be,but I can decide what to do with it,to make it positive and enjoy it or to sit down and watch people enjoy theirs. I've chosen the first,I'll strive till my last breath to make my dreams come true. I'll let myself shine because I don't need a glitter,I am the glitter myself. I'm a dreamer,a hoper and a survivor.
FATIMA MUHAMMAD SANI
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