Showing posts with label Poems with Pics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems with Pics. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

EXPERIENCING, LIVING, AND LEARNING

Experiencing, Living, and learning
by Rizwan Ahmed Memon

High spirits
Make you do anything.
Pure thoughts
Give you fine feelings.

High hopes
Breathe soul in your body.
Clear goals
Provide you a compass.

Good books
Bring you guidance 
Good teachers
Educate you.

Good health
Is your true wealth.
Good friends
Bring more life in your life.

Old mistakes
Make you cautious in your present.
Past regrets
Waste your time.

Just move ahead
Experiencing,
Living,
And learning.




Thursday, April 23, 2015

Your Old Memories

Your Old Memories 

by Rizwan Ahmed Memon

Today I went to that old Neem tree
To refresh some past memories,
To seek some forgiveness,
To get some flashbacks of you,
To feel the love that we had shared.

The wind was blowing,
The branches were swaying,
The waves were rising in the pond,
Your voice started to echo in my ears,
I could clearly picture you leaning against the tree.

Till today everything is as it was,
But you have gone.
Your laughs have gone.
Your absence has made me realize
What pain is, what loneliness is.

When I climbed the tree as we often did,
I watched that old cemetery.
And wondered if it was a dream having you in my life.
If that was a dream, I wished I would have never been woken up.


PRECIOUS PEACE LIKE PEARLS

Precious peace like pearls
by Rizwan Ahmed Memon

I have a peaceful world;
Because I have simplicity and silence.
I have a peaceful world;
Because I have fewer friends.

I depend on no one but myself;
This way I save myself from hurt.
I have a peaceful world;
Because I have fewer wishes, hopes and plans.

Loneliness keeps me away
From the turmoil of other people.
I have a peaceful world;
Because I have peaceful friends, like nature herself.

Countryside colors fill my life;
I am away from the noise of the city.
I have a peaceful world;
Because birds sing songs here.

The quiet of the night provides nice slumber;
In the day, I write poetry under the shadows of the trees.
I have a peaceful world;
Because I have fewer possessions.

I hope my grave and never-ending world
Will be peaceful, too.
I make something for the Hereafter;
Because this peaceful world is temporary.


Tuesday, May 6, 2014

You are….

You are….
by Rizwan Ahmed Memon

You are a dense shadow of a Neem tree
On a hot summer day.
You are a rain of blessing
On my heart’s desert Thar.
You are waves of life
On the bank of my soul’s Indus.
You are a bandage of healing
On the wounds of my body.
You are a compass
On the voyage of my life.



Please Do Tell Her

Please Do Tell Her
by Rizwan Ahmed Memon

Please do tell her
That the summer has come back,
The river has started flowing,
The boats, the birds have come back,
And that I have been looking forward to her arrival.

Please do tell her
That the rains have come back,
The wind has started bellowing,
The flowers have bloomed,
And that I have been thinking about her.

Please do tell her
That the winter has passed,
The harvest is over,
The farmers are gone,
And that I have been waiting for her.

Please do tell her
That the vegetables in the fields are ripe,
The shadows of trees are dense,
The summer holidays are on,
And that I have been looking forward to her arrival.

And please ask my city girl
When she will return
To the village, to the river, to the fields, to me.