Having said his prayers Salman
went to see his friend who was very sick,
His friend's wife opened the door,
"Thank God you have come,he's been asking for you since morning."
He went into the room where his friend lay.
His friend looked at him with tears in his eyes,
"Thank Goodness you came,
I have been waiting for you since morning,
My pain is unbearable ,
The Angel of Death is waiting in a corner,
He has come to take us both."
I looked at the Angel of Death pleading,
"Please give me time to say goodbye to my family  and straighten all my affairs "
"I am sorry but the time and place of your death is here and now,"said the Angel of Death.
With that the Angel of Death put his cloak around both friends.
After sometime when the wife entered with some coffee she found both friends dead holding each others hand.
Rest In Peace.
29/5/2020

He asked me the time again and again
I smiled, and gave him the time again and again.

The key of every evil,
Destruction of wise man
Is "ANGER".

Anger is in the blood that boils over as magma from the eyes,
And spews as venom from the tongue.
The mind ceases to think.
29/9/2020

I was drunk,
Lying on the Delhi Street,conked,
I was thrown out of a bar nearby,
I can't remember why?
I woke with a start,
I found myself in a cart,
Pulled by a shabbily dressed man
With a tattered turban,
And a ragged **** cloth round his waist.
Was he here to collect waste?
Not to ask I thought best.
I threatened him to stop,
Or I would call the cop.
Immediately he put the cart down,
He thought I was gone!
We had a long talk,
His sorry tale made me baulk,
Made me sober.
He was a corpse collector,
With a six year old daughter.
For a few miserly rupees,
He collected corpses,
From the alleys and streets,
And performed their last rites.
The corpses were mostly of those who died of cold,
Their stories untold.
The man had no home,
Come rain,cold or storm,
They lived under an old building's  dome.
The little girl with him tagged along,
Looked at life as a song,
Never a complaint,
The little grubby saint.
On cold frosty days,
To stay warm,the only way,
The corpses became the child's blanket,
She cuddled amongst them as if in a basket.
Tears welled up in my eyes,
This was reality, not lies,
The strings of my heart broke,
From a lifetime of dreams I woke,
I have to turn the hands of the clock,
The Almighty had cleared my vision,
I was sent here for a reason.
I made up my mind,
Gambling and drinking I left behind.
I adopted the pair,
On the same street,I opened a Shelter,
For the needy and underprevileged,
And a Home for the aged.
In life I found my mettle
With wife and children I am settled.
I also work with other NGO's
For the betterment of people's lives.

Government says stay at home and be safe,
I say first lockdown you stayed home and became a cook,
Now you stay home and be a chef.
5/11/2020

No man is immortal
All of us has to die at our given time,
Though the Angel Of Death takes our soul,
There is always a reason for the cause of death,
Covid 19 is just another latest reason for cause of death on Allah's list.
30/6/2021

In my next life I want to be an ant,
So I would always live in groups and never be alone.
4/11/2020

breaks a heat record,
eighteen degrees Celsius
beware as ice melts.
9/8/2020

The Antarctic,
Ruled by the penguin and seals,
Cause man can't live there.

I sit there cuddled on my sofa,
I do nothing,
But, my mind  is a godown of anxiety,
Demons wreak havoc within me,
My tap is leaking with drops of fear and nervousness.
I cannot do anything about it.
I am caged,
It saps all my joy,
I need to escape from the prison of my thoughts.
I don't want them to control me,
So I decided to go to a comedy show,
Good humour was the ideal tonic,
It was the best antidote for me,
It helped.
I think I can do it.
I will also try something else to get out of it.

Crowded mall,
Frenzied shopping feet,
Jostling carts,
At last my shopping done.
Dragging my feet and trolley
I  manage to come out onto the street,
The traffic was a nightmare,
Crossing the road was a battle,
Nobody cared to help,
Busy in their own thoughts.
I felt alone, a reject,
I looked around,
I saw a street beggar a few feet away from where I stood,
He smiled kindly,
Left his post,
Took my hand and my trolley and helped me cross the road,
He waited until my bus came.
I offered him some change left in my purse,
He refused saying,"No mammy  kindness is free."
Tears in my eyes I thanked him thinking getting it is priceless.
18/2/2020

Sorry,
Mine are not for sale.
4/12/2020

To the world I was just a person,
But,to my son I was his world,
~Till he got married~.
16/3/2020.

Can be lived in somebody's heart or someone's prayers.
5/1/2021

In a day a poem to write makes me content,
In a day poems to read makes me happy,
In a day to go again and again to Hello poetry to see my poem is trending and read comments keeps me busy,
A day spent at Hello poetry makes me feel I am with people,
Like sitting on a roadside and seeing people come and go.
Thank you Hello poetry.
24/5/2025

Opens up his soul and emotions,
With a bevy of words.
23/7/2024

Is a window through which he reveals his inner soul with eloquent words.
8/10/2021

You,my little dolls,
Are my heart and soul.
I leave to you my minions,
My work of everlasting visions,
My Book Of Poems
Expressed with heartfelt rythems,
Each imagination,
My own colourful reflections.
Emotions shine through my poems with clarity,
I weld each word and thought with sincerity,
Giving a unique feeling of creativity.
I know my sweet beauty,
You love poetry,
Remember your granny as you read each line,
Of this book of poems of mine.

We give expensive gifts to our children on
Birthdays,
Achievements,
Marriages,
Adulthood (21 years),
and on and on.
Have we ever given them?
The Quran-Islam
The Bible-Christians
The Bhagavad Gita-Hinduism
The Tohra-Judaism
Guru Granth Sahib-Sikhism
Kojik-Shinto,
Avesta-Zeroastranism.
In today's world of chaos our children need them.
If learning is important why not between the pages of the holy books.
Let's make our holy books as important as our mobiles.

With clarity and honesty
Not with an excuse,
It diminishes its sincerity.
25/7/2024

After a huge fight,
My situation was tight.
I was at my wits end,
I had to apologize  to my best friend,
For he knew my darkest secrets,
To spill them, he would not wait,
If he became my worst enemy.

Apologise by:
Accepting your fault,
Asking for forgiveness,
Making amends.
17/9/2019.

An apple a day,
Keeps the doctor away.
For me an apple a day ,
Keeps my hunger away,
Says the beggar who lives down the street,
Big apples or small apples ,
Green apples or red apples,
All taste sweet,
When you have nothing to eat .
In that case said dad,
"So you shall be fed,
Apples on the tree big and round,
Apples on the ground,
Take your pick,
From my garden every week.
7/11/2019

Your mothers,
Even if they are loud,
Nag,
Or are not dressed well.
Understand some don't have one.
11/9/2022.

Embryo in womb,
Almighty make me a boy,
Dad can have an heir.

Proud to say,
Alles,alles,
My grandson
Finished the Paris Marathon,
Of  42.195 kilometres with flat and inclined terrain,
Clear sky and no rain,
In just 3hours 57 minutes,
Under six hours the time limit.
He may not be Husain Bolt or Biwot,
But the will he got,
I feel honoured.
14/4/2025

A walk from Najaf to Kerbala,
Where Hussein has proved,
Humanity never dies,
No classes,
No colour,
No religion,
Where all walk for Hussein,
And Iraqis give whatever they have to facilitate the pilgrims of Hussein.
LABAIK YA HUSSEIN.
14/9/2021

1400 years ago,
Hussein had no mass media,
To narrate the neither humongous tragic events of Kerbala,
Nor his horrendous massacre.
Actions speak louder than words,
And today because of his sacrifice more than millions,
Walked from Najaf to Kerbala
Lamenting Labaik Ya Hussain,
And thousands clamoured to serve food, water and accommodation in the name of Hussain.
Hussain who sacrificed his head for Islam on the scorching sands of kerbala,
Hungry and thirsty for three days.
Hussain belongs to not one religion,
But to humanity truth and justice.
5/9/2023

From the House Of Ali -Najaf to the House Of Hussain-Kerbala,
Swarms of people walk 80kilometres for threes days- united,
The largest peaceful gathering in the world with free services,
An experience like no other.
Blessed are those who walk,
More blessed are those who serve.
No discrimination,
Regardless of sect, profession or social status,
Rich or poor,
Young or old,
Men or women,
In wheel chairs, crutches or with Zimmer frames,
Prams or hand carts,
All march with respect and dignity,
With one thought in mind,
To pay allegiance to Hussain,
Who sacrificed his head for humanity.
Every eye is moist,
Every heart torn in grief,
Chanting"Labbaik Ya Hussain."
With an iron will to complete the walk.
A nation, war-torn, wounded,
Embraces the whole world in the name of Hussain,
The longest dining table,
Where every zuwar is honoured and treated like royalty,
To pay in currency, none,
Only love and kindness and an urge to serve the zuwars.
Along the roadside are set up Mowakebs (tents),
That provide every kind of facilities and amenities ,
Food,beverages medicines,toiletries,
Fresh clothes if need be, shower rooms and toilets,
A massage of your feet,
Services to charge or repair your phone's,zimmer frames or prams,
Anything for the zuwars,
All in the name of the Ahle bayt,
Mohamed,Ali,Fatema,Hassan and Hussain.
What Hussain and his followers were denied is served with outstretched arms,
The aftermath  of Kerbala was more tragic and callous,
The tears of Binte Zainab that retold the tragedy again and again,
Has born fruits,
The zuwars multiply in numbers
every year,
The rewards greater.

Let me be the archaeologist of your mind and dig up the beautiful and cunning thoughts that are hidden there,
Let me be the archaeologist of your body and dig up purity or cracks in your soul
13/11/2020

Who is a real man?
A man with a hard rock body,
Can hold his liquor without puking,
Has many ****** encounters,
Lots of money,
Wins many fights,
Muscular with ten packs.
No!
A real man  seeks knowledge for himself and his family's betterness,
He is focused,
Stays away from glitz and glamour.
He is gentle but firm,
Does not holler to get his point,
Is not a punk.
He is a family man,
Makes time for his family,
Brings up his children to be upright human beings.
Keeps his promises,
He is trustworthy,
Does not break deals,
Pays his debts,
Is upfront and honest.
Respects all women,
Doesn't leer with lust at women,
Stays faithful to his wife,
Treats women with respect.
Keeps his house in order,
He does chores around the house,
Helps with dishes,laundry and ironing,
Cooks sometimes.
Pays his bills on time
Handles his own money,
Doesn't go looking for hangouts,
Or depend on his wife or parents.
Works his tail to earn a decent income,
Budgets his money and saves,
Gives to charity and good causes.
Does not whine or complain,
Solves his own problems,
In my opinion that's a real man.

Winning an argument does not mean you are correct.
4/8/2019

If your wife starts to argue with you start cleaning the house.

I was optimistic  my heart was unbreakable,
Armoured with your love,
I never realized  my armour was full of holes.
25/2/2019.

On this Valentine's  Day,
I give you a Rose with a thorn,
To say,"Accept me with my flaws,
I am what I am,
But I love you as you are."

He saw me in a coffee shop,
He liked what he saw in one go,
He found about me some more,
He started me to adore.
He told his mum about his feelings,
Asian women! With joy she started singing,
Two days later he came to see me,
He was smart,educated and handsome,
More, he did'nt  want any dowry,
awesome,
My parents asked my view.
I had liked him on the spot
I said,"Yes, why not."
I admired him a lot,
The strings of our heart played the same tune,
Love would follow soon.
It did,
As soon as we were married,
Our love blossomed from a tiny bud into an beautiful flower.
With children a flower became a cluster.
But, the exotic fragrance is still there.
That is arranged marriage,
Each passing year our love strengthened  with age.

A path through which two beautiful souls unite,
Where there are no expectations,
Where you come to know each other as days go by.
The journey may be rough but exciting,
Everyday a new discovery,
Adjustments,
Falls and pits.
From strangers, lovers and friends,
Growing on each other,
Sprouting deep love,
Finally two souls bond forever.
An arranged marriage in time changes into a love marriage and ends with sharing of one denture and reading glasses with a toothless smile.
22/12/2020

A diseased ego that needs immediate surgery

And creativity gives life to your soul.
17/9/2024

Aches in joints
Rheumatoid
Temperature results  in fever
Heat warmth in joints
Redness in joints
Inflammation
Tiredness
Iron defiency anaemia
Stiffness in joints.

Acrostic Poem

Able to survive in favourable and unfavourable situations.

padlocks are to problems
Keys are to open them to find solutions
7/1//2025

Food is to stomach,
Fasting is to soul.
2611/2021

Rice once cooked cannot become raw,
Words once spoken cannot be taken back.

Hate is to poison,
Love is to antidote.
31/8/2023

Heavy clouds is to rain,
A heavy heart is to tears.
17/12/2022

Prayer is to talk to God as
meditation is to listen to God.
27/3/2021

As eraser is to correct mistakes,
Rubber is to prevent mistakes.
26/1/2022

As river is to sea,
Life is to death.
24/5/2020