Morning Dew

 Morning Dew

This morning I saw a crystal dew

Oh! My darling, was that really you?

With color of joy and boundless hue

I looked around to find you.

While searching you singing a rhyme

All of a sudden I hear the chime

In every day at every time

My thought paints you as of mine.

Morning sprinkles color in my eye

Drops of color that I need to cry

My tear turns into morning dew

In my sky I finish painting you.

It appears as if you are here

When it wakes up with a drop of tear

Awaken Morning whispers in my ear 

Tells me (Huma) for you I am always there.

29th July, 2007

Tallahassee, 9.56 am

Eden Garden

You are blossomed in Eden Garden

Yours thousand speeches are my arden

I was standing in a lost land 

Beholding myself extending my hand.

Scorching sun ray made lightening flood

Stars surrounded me with a squad.

It was so thrill, I asked, Oh! My Lord

Is it the dazzling light from your sword?

 

Ray of light showed the path to reach you

Colour of sunset with dark orange hue.

 

This is your colour that you chose

Sunset orange in a blossomed rose,

Now I discover, while searching you

My Lord, I am ready in a waiting queue.

9th Feb. Montreal

2:45pm

When the sun goes set

 I am all alone with my own
In a lonely desert, I am in mourn.

That was winter dark blue night

when you were lost

You appeared then in my garden

as a white crystal frost.

Turning white all over the garden 

when I stare 

Frosted stem whispered me said

you are here.

Do you know, why I worshiped you?
You changed my life that is 
all I knew.
My loneliness  I filled by your crystal dew

and with every sunset of orange hue.

Your presence always I feel just beside me
My wishes bring you from heaven to sea.

My dream will take me    to become a part of you
My wishes will be mend   with your crystal dew.

My secret tear strengthened my lonely long search
I realized then    how my soul

wants you so much.

With my long searching journey  I came to an end
You once said –blessed soul never be resent.
My endless sorrows (and) pain for you
will never be hemmed,
Your words, your thoughts will be
my life long gem.

I gave my all, with my whole
before we met
I always find you, oh! My Lord
when the sun goes set.

9th Feb 2207, Montreal
12:00 am 

First of March

 I never kissed anyone in my life
This is the first kiss for which I thrive
Love never happened before I made this try
I  never knew what is of being warm and shy.

I felt my lips while embracing yours
When I touched, I was so sure
I felt it is soft and so tender
Vacant world I filled with wonder

I kissed you. You are my the first one
I felt you with all my zest and fun
Kissing your lips, your cheeks, your neck
My heart felt first touch of a love – quake 

I was lost in a storm long before
Kiss kiss kiss brought me to the shore
When my first kiss traced your lips
Endless love appeared as a bliss

I was shivering I was kissing so much
Gentle breeze I felt by my first touch
Feeling of joy that is so long I searched 
Remember when? It was spring, the first of March.
   
4th Feb. 2007 Montreal
2:00 am 

Ocean Blue

I was swept out by the ocean
It had so incredible force
I was standstill with my motion
I didn’t found where was the shore.

Touch of tremendous was so profound
More than a depth of an ocean
God chose blue that He found
To paint your eyes with a notion.

It is your eyes that make me stunt
Whenever I look at you
To paint your eyes God spent a month
An ocean blue eye with millions of dews.

4th Feb. 2007 Montreal
3:40 am

Lea is a name

 You came from a dreamland, oh! My princess
For you I had to wait so long
My dreamless life now only dances
A gift from Lord can never be wrong.

You make a paradise with your smile
Your beautiful eyes can speak even
Angels halt …for a while
When they see you from their heaven .

You showed the path and I’ve learned
Chronicles of an enlighten soul
My wishes fulfilled when I discern
Cause of creation and His role.

Lea is a name who was chosen
To layer my sorrows that you have hold
Before I met you I had woven
A piece of poetry that I was told.

2nd Feb. 2007
3:00 am Montreal
 

Am I an Artist?

 It is life, which won’t let you fulfill your dream
You won’t find your ways, how much you scream
Your dreams and wishes will have no end
In a lonely desert without a friend.

But I had to paint all my flowers
Thousands of roses I painted in an hour
I became an artist, a lover to choose
Blessings from heaven with color of rouge.

I loved my work, I loved my creation
I thanked my Lord for giving me passion
I rejoiced so much, no more did I cry
Colorless world (when)I tried to beautify.

Peace in mind with which I was blessed
Made me happy forever and for the rest
My caring thoughts that worked inside
Took me away with a great ride.

Sacrifice I made was so high
Pain neither stopped me nor made me shy
I was courageous, fearless for all
Enfolded my pain with color of my soul.

I am grateful with what life is meant
He all gave all roses to paint
I am chosen to color all of them
May be that’s the reason I have been sent.

31st Jan 2007 

4:00 pm
Montreal