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The whispers of the night,
Sighs and breath felt all over,
Skin upon skin, heart upon heart,
Merged into one, with passions firing from soul.

How wonderful it is to see you sleep,
As night through time step by step moved,
And dreams filled with you, I too slept,

The touch of lips upon mine erased the sleep,
And I saw the day waking behind you,
In sweetness spread from kisses you gave,
The morning ready to fly with wings all spread.

Like billions of doves flying all around,
Light danced and welcomed the day,
A day with promises born,
Yet, the first step to a lifetime ahead.

I saw no angels flying by,
I saw no glitters of blessings in the air,
The fantasies of love only heard and wrote,
Not stood as monuments for us to reckon.

All the wings of morning spread,
The Sun crawled up to heights and blazed,
House hold dust otherwise unseen now through creeping rays rose,
And through it all you walked with the morning glories in hand.

With the morning behind you and me in front of you,
In those eyes I saw the sparkles that left all in dark and dust,
Then I know who the angel truly is,
As the blessings glittered in your eyes that told,
How blessed I am in your love for me.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM All Rights Reserved. 2010.

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The walks facing the setting sun buries,
The pain of the day and sometime some pathos come,
As a tune or and a line or two in that tune I may sing,
On that day when to bury a pain I tried,
Sung these lines in a tune in my mind sprouted.

“You the one from view faded,
The one behind the veil of past hidden,
Oh’ glory of yours always will fill,
In the smile filled memories of those days.”.

Yeah, smile filled were those days,
Smiles given and taken in hopes and dreams,
And about those days only this I can say.

“Didn’t I waited for love,
Waited and waited and in waiting I waited,
Ah’ in through waiting birthed,
Dreams of all kinds with you.

Every dream ended with a new flower shown,
In images of your silhouette made,
A God given gift of beauty and charm,
Spreading into the depths of soul.

The full moon in dark you became,
Erasing every bit of darkness from my soul,
And in the moonlight birthed wishes,
Wishes by those moonlight kissed.

Every sense of mine filled,
With dancing scenes nature shown,
And the heart every sense filled,
With wishes seen in the light of your face.

The wishes grew green like the sprouts of spring,
And they waited for the rain to bring flowers,
But no blessing of rain came, no sign of daylight,
And for the wishes to flower no spring time given.”

When walking alone through well paved paths,
Empty hands inside pockets placed,
Searching for the reasons why wishes no spring time seen,
Once more from my mind rise my own song,

“You the one from view faded,
The one behind the veil of past hidden,
Oh’ glory of yours always will fill,
In the smile filled memories of those days.”.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. 2009 All Rights Reserved

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The world goes in speed unimaginable,
Light travels faster than anything material,
And into that material world born,
A day from the depths of darkness night spread.

Lights of all kinds from everywhere made day brighter,
The Earth moved faster than any machines mankind made,
And mankind needed or not moved faster than they can.

My clothes, something to eat and drink and myself I grabbed,
What I ate to end the nightly fast I know not,
When drinking tea I knew milk to bacteria fell pray overnight.

Driving through the high way as fast as one can,
And all wanted to reach where they should be an hour earlier,
Morning grew older as the angels of noon up from bed yawned.

The more the day spread more complicated life became,
Whining colleagues, daring deadlines and restless hours,
The disagreements, the agreements, disappointments, the triumph,
I smiled when success upon and all around me pried,
When success left me astray with answerless questions, I frowned.

Every second, a new flavor to the life of the day, added,
The adventure of racing back home in the evening,
Morning people were busy, now daytime made them insane.
Panicky all are to reach back home, once home all know,
It’s just the same old home, couch, T.V shows and dinner,

Panic gone and emptiness filled in mind and to the bed drags,
When closing eyes to the darkness filled room darker,
Oh’ mind glow with thoughts and images of you my dear,
And brightens every corner of soul with love,
In love, peace and to dream filled sleep.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM. 2009 All Rights Reserved.

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A Happy Man.

The anger in loneliness I felt,
The sadness when unheard by the world I felt,
The frustration when ignored by world I felt,
Oh’ all by the view of one smile erased.

The silence that consumed all my words,
Many beautiful words went unheard,
Life flown away like tweeting bird,
Ah’ all given back when at my eyes you gazed.

Steps to a wonderful life gathered,
All around us as the songs of nature heard,
Brightness of day way beyond day lingered,
Ah’ as your face more than the full moon blazed.

Oh’ with your love my love you touched,
And my heart in the care of yours clutched,
Ah’ in my soul no more I feel untouched,
As from my heart doubts about love away you chased.

Ah’ the lover who slept deep in my soul woke,
And stories about dreams he saw he spoke,
All the dreams ended with the smiles you awoke,
Oh’ a happy man that left the world around amazed.

© RIAZAHAMMED.COM All Rights Reserved 2010.

 

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From Broken Patterns.

The little games played around in the innocence years,
Oh’ how wonderful memories in the mind they lay,
Every bit of time in imaginations spent,
And every imagination like a bit inside a kaleidoscope.

Ah, those wonderful patterns those bits of no value made,
Through years that left innocence in growth of mind and body,
Still in the mind colors and shapes from those patterns came,
None ever repeated, everything left, leaving a beautiful impression.

Meanings defined, Oh’ they all meaningless remained,
Predictions made, Ah, they too became blabberings,
Of a mind in a bubbled up fantasy land,
That made the bits and patterns in time, valueless.

Then came a glow that united all those patterns,
In beauty and charm unknown to all senses,
That took the shape of a loving heart,
And became real in you.

© RIAZAHAMMED.COM-All Rights Reserved -2008.

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To Cheer Up A Drowning Mind.

Time in mind and all around grown old,
And wearing the worn out coat of winter left,
The new born daughter of time chased,
Everything living like a teenager confused.

As her colorful charm all around she spread,
A good thought old man time left, back to me came,
Ah’ made me feel same, like years back it did,
And the daughter to listen to my soul,
Through smiling flowers rested.

Then soul about the thought through thoughts spoke,
In through soliloquy then through thoughts again soul spoke,
Hours and hours in daytime let thoughts consume,
Many, many hours in sleep, through dreams whispered,
All in a nutshell from my soul meant.

Oh in your eyes forever twisted my mind maybe,
But in my thought a truth I trust,
That truth is love of a kind rejuvenated,
Everyday since the day we met,
In dreams with your hands held weaved.

Feelings of your own heart why not trust?
Feelings though far, far away and invisible,
To my soul and into my dreams you share.
Why not feel the truth than live a lie?

The listener got up and away she walked,
The same old story once more heartfelt she heard,
Bringing April rain for nature to dance,
To add more blooms to cheer up a drowning mind.

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The Tired Tempest

The silence of the summer noon broke,
As from the west, east, south and north came,
Wind dancing all around horizons and howling and roaring,
The sky tall trees he bend, the grounded dust he picked and showered,
Ah’ what naughtiness mother nature’s child the world taught.

Went up high and at each other the dark clouds he pushed,
Those sleepy clouds unknowing at each other punched,
Ah’ thunders broke out and lightning to the ground fell,
Hail from the clouds he picked and juggled, some to gravity fell prey,
In the end mother nature in anger roared as all in chaos scattered.

All around the horizon again he ran crying,
Ah’ his tears through clouds fell and the dusts settled,
Rivers and lakes swelled and happily flowed,
Crickets and birds sang songs in counter point,
Mother failed to catch her naughty child and in fear away he went.

Many years, many places, Ah’ many faces he saw,
Mother still worries as his face for long she haven’t seen,
The true face Oh’ not many seen as for many a nuisance he became,
Deep inside he is just trying to make all smile and laugh.
Misunderstood Oh’ all, away their faces turned.

Then there are those who in laughs followed,
In the dust he spread they bathed,
And the hail and rain they loved to see and hear,
And for them as much as he can, his wings he spread,
But a hidden smile Oh’ makes him sad.

Horizons his playground he made,
Deep oceans made him cool,
Wild forests along with him danced,
Flocks of birds along with him sang,
Still a smile away from him smiled, brought him down tired.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM.All Rights Reserved. 2010.

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A New Spring Bloom.

Dragged down from the world of imaginations when you told,
Love left the nest we built and only anger and bitterness remains.
Silent I stood as in haste you dragged your aching heart.

The unfortunate, the misunderstood and in despair I lived,
To know more about me and more about the world.
Ah’ I learned there is gladness in every event.

The happiness I found made me more important than the sadness you gave,
My love never touched your heart nor any love sprouted out of yours,
Lifeless minds around you made you numb to the affections of mine.

As the spread out world fast moved round and round through time,
Ah’ what fantastic images to my conscience came and bloomed,
But all faded to the frozen winters of my memories about you.

Metaphors and similes filled mind back to romantic imaginations,
And bitterness and anger melted to soothe the aching heart,
Ah’ spring morning dew bloomed a face into my love.

A face I thought in veils of colors and creams covered,
Oh’ the dream shown without the worldly masquerades,
Slowly like spring she bloomed my heart in verse filled smiles.

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Smile Of The Snowman.

The mid-winter evening fell prey to the gathering,
Of the dark clouds from west came and spread,
All around the horizon like an invading army.
Then upon everything fell, the white mischief of nature.

The next morning woke up to a feet of snow,
Then in the fun of all took birth the snowman,
His big bulky belly and thin hands,
No clothes but a hat, but all smiled at the well-drawn smile.

He stood like the warrior guarding the town,
The freeze gave him more life every day,
All who looked at him smiled and walked by,
And kids and grownups all at him waved.

The freeze went with the arrival of the nesting days,
The trees shook away the last bit of frost,
Little birds squeaked with all their body strength,
The snowman went underground as only his hat can be seen.

As flowers bloomed and later warmth of summer came,
In golden evenings everyone scattered in summer fun,
The games of love once more played with full hands,
And love left with the golden rays of the evening sun.

When the soul was once more left unloved,
Looking at the dusty torn hat I remembered,
The only realistic smile my mind can remember,
The smile of the snowman in that winter freeze.

©LonelyPoet. All Rights Reserved. 2009. This poem is part of a book “Flames From Frost”. A compilation of poems written during winter times.

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The Elusive Shadow.

The potency of the essence of life to know,
Oh’ time many through their lifetimes spent,
To learn the ways all connect,
And the ways many disconnect through bare reality,
But the truth, the ultimate truth one learned,
When nothing of this world one understood,
Yes, that truthful moment when umbilical chord detached,
In pain or gladness none knows why one screamed,
The truth is, from then on, there are no limits to what in your mind fills.

From that moment of detachment one starts,
The search with passion and emotions filled,
To anything and everything to attach,
Some in pious gestures and words try,
Some with arrogance and anger ones own mind betray,
Some like pathetic mongrels moan,
Oh’ why ones own fate one should write,
When what one must do is to live what is already written,
Ah’ those unknown verses of fate known,
When soul of each other without any senses we felt.
Still you know not what between us stood and now stands.

What darkness in your past spread I know not,
What in your eyes filled tears, I know not,
But from everyday of your past dripped,
And into a long dark silhouette became,
A shadow the world called,
But with all my love and then with material strength I failed,
To venture beyond that shadow who moved,
In the chaotic rhythms of a world with evil machinations filled.

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