A Farewell

November 14, 2008

Peeping in every few minutes

My precious still there

The world beckons for her

And I know she cannot remain

That bed will be empty

The room for once tidy

The rituals will have to change

Her scent, though it may linger

But it too will dissipate

Last loving glance

At sleeping beauty

Suddenly she seems changed

No longer as childlike as I recall

My child nonetheless

Who will protect her

How will I tame my instincts

Fear may engulf her heart

But mine feels torn apart

How will life go on

Who will I live for

Who will I care for

Who will I worry for

The Lord giveth 

And the world taketh away

(From KKT)


Last walk!

November 14, 2008

But this walk

in the  crown jewel

with mother and  father  

this path

this alley

the valley awash in green


the steps so retraced

a million times

the clobber by the roadside

the signboards

the turns

the faces familiar

the shadows so known

no fear touched the heart

no fear seemed near

nothing forlorn 

the garden lit outside

with myriads of hopes

beckons and calls

and I wish to cling on

to the post of my bed

and shake my head

so familiar is the floor

so  dear each door

O my walk in the crown jewel

O Mother!

O Father! 

(From “Iola”. May Allah bless you with all you want. Yes yes I would pray for you whenever I remember you).


August 26, 2008

Why does a date-palm lose its leaves in autumn?
Why does every beautiful face grow in old age?

Wrinkled like the back of a libyan lizard?
Why does a full head of hair get bald?
Why is the tall, straight figure
That divided the ranks like a spear
Now bent alomost double?
Why is it that the
Lion strength weakens to nothing?
The wrestler who could hold anyone down
Is led out with two people supporting him,
Their shoulders under his arms?
God answers,
“They put on borrowed robes
and pretended they were theirs.
I take the beautiful clothes back,
so that you will learn the robe
of appearance is only a loan.”
Your lamp was lit from another lamp.
All God wants is your gratitude for that.

How to save a life

August 25, 2008


Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it’s just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

Let him know that you know best
Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you’ve told him all along
And pray to God he hears you

As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you’ve followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he’ll say he’s just not the same
And you’ll begin to wonder why you came

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life

How to save a life
How to save a life

A Woman’s Prayer

March 22, 2008

Current Mood: Refreshing 🙂

Now I lay me
 Down to sleep
 I pray the Lord
 My shape to keep.
 Please no wrinkles
 Please no bags And
 Please lift my butt
 Before it sags.
 Please no age spots
 Please no gray And
 as for my belly,
 Please take it away.
 Please keep me healthy
 Please keep me young,
 And thank you Dear Lord
 For all that you’ve done.

Death Bed

March 11, 2008

The old man lay dying

He rested assured

He was on his way

To the land of the pure

He thought of his lord’s bounties

That lay for him in store

Nothing had he done that would be cause for remorse

Hadn’t he been kind to God’s creatures

Thus begetting kindness in return?

He had given alms to the poor

And freed the slaves

Night and day in the lord’s presence

He’d stood and prayed

Content in these narcissistic thoughts

By a call he was startled awake

Get up oh sinner; get up on your feet

There is much that needs to be done

You took from the world more than wealth

More than wealth you shall return

Yes day and night you prayed to save yourself

But never strived to save even your nearest ones

The wealth you leave to your kith and kin

Shall bind them, enslave them, and bring them perdition

Yet the greatest wealth will die with you

The wealth that might have won for you and them- salvation.

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