Tag Archives: sorrow

Empty Sky

May 9, 2020Poemsbeautiful soul, blank canvas, children, clouds, dreams, Empty Sky, faith, family, food for thought, gifts, grief, heartache, higher ground, masterpiece, moon, original, personal, poem, poetry, prayer, rainbow, regret, Satori Publishing, sorrow, spirit, stars, sun, timeless, truth, universal, wondroussatoripublishing2013

What can I leave you?
Now that you don’t want me to stay
What can I give you?
Something that you won’t throw away
Now that you don’t want me or my love
Nothing left, I point to the sky above

Use the empty sky as a blank canvas
I know you can paint a masterpiece
I have faith in your gifts, I confess
One day we will both find peace
I give you more than just an empty sky
One thing to remember each other by

Paint fluffy white clouds floating in blue
Wave your hand to set off a gentle breeze
Paint birds on the wing, singing in praise of you
Sunshine yellow, the whole rainbow, pretty please
Hang the moon and stars where you will
My god, it is your empty sky to fill

I will raise my hands high to touch
The caress of your breeze, your sun on my face
Raise my hands when I miss you too much
Bless your moon glowing on my dark space
I gave you an empty sky pole to pole
You have filled it with your beautiful soul

Now that I am on the other side of the world
I too will stand under that same sky
Whenever I think of my beautiful, baby girl
Every day and night, to remember you by
I cannot look into your wonderful eyes
But I can look up at your wondrous sky.

This Time It Seems

April 23, 2020Poemsbeauty, courageous, creativity, depths of my heart, desolate, dream, Faiz Ahmed Faiz, food for thought, illusion, imagination, poem, poetry, refuge, Satori Publishing, sorrow, spirit, stranger, This Time It Seems, timeless, translation, universal, Urdu to English, windows of my eyessatoripublishing2013

This time it seems as if there is nothing anywhere
No moon or sun, no darkness, no dawn

No image of any Beauty in the windows of my eyes
No refuge for any pain in the depths of my heart

Perhaps in the dense branches of Imagination’s tree
Some dream will now come and make a home there

Maybe it was an illusion, perhaps I did hear
Footsteps walking the streets one last time

Now, no malice, no love, nor any bond, no relation
None is your own, to me none is a stranger

Agreed that this desolate time is very harsh
But, my heart, this is only one such time
Be courageous, a whole life remains to live.

( my translation of a poem by Faiz Ahmed Faiz ).

Deathbed

August 5, 2019Poemschildren, Deathbed, facing facts, family, fathers and sons, food for thought, legacy, memory, original, personal, poem, poetry, prayer, regret, Satori Publishing, sorrow, spirit, timeless, too late, universalsatoripublishing2013

He, your father,
said, ‘Ghulam Qadir’ …

You, my father,
will say, ‘Zafar …’

A legacy of ‘hate’
The wait … and … too late.

When You Hear Of My Passing

October 3, 2018PoemsDaughter, do not take sides, family, fate, Father, food for thought, history repeating itself, my one true love, personal, poison mothers, regret, Satori Publishing, Son, sorrow, too late, total love, When You Hear Of My Passingsatoripublishing2013

When you hear of my passing
Will it make you pause … and think of Life gone by
Or will you just shrug, look away, not even a sigh.
When you hear of my passing
Will it touch you enough to squeeze out one tear
Or will you continue to act as if I was never here.

When you hear of my passing
Will you at least raise your hands in prayer
Show the relatives that, deep down, you care.
When you hear of my passing
Will it warm a memory in your cold, cold heart
Will you appreciate my total love from the start.

When you hear of my passing
Slowly read these words that you did not want to hear
Acknowledge the one-way love, and the price paid so dear.
When you hear of my passing
Think of the mothers who poisoned and twisted our Fate
My father and I, you and I, we learn this much too late.