Unlocking The Hidden Me

… And the time comes when you have to depart

Scintillating chords pervades your heart

Pain drills in like a piercing dart

To bottle up your Effervescent tears is truly an art

Hues of yesteryears comes alive

How ecstatically we all used to thrive

Not foreknown about ensuing lives

Living in that very moment used to be our drive

How life leaves us into a labyrinth, I wonder

Priorities change and our yearnings surrender

Into the alleys, in a cavern and we wander

But every second, life does smoulder

Time elapses, so does our age

But those fire flies remain encased in our rib cage

Effulgence of togetherness often flares from those cherished pages

As we perpetually stow away in our life’s carriage.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poem #mother

Your always smiling face

Is such full of grace

Your fine wrinkles, which have started to appear

They are the telltales of what all you have had to bear

Your better half closed his eyes forever

The most dreadful nightmare you could think of ever

How you got that courage to bring him from miles apart

Just so others can see him off you did your part

I always gather enough strength to ask how you did this

But may be, with him being here, is your actual bliss

You strongly stood like a tall tree

And fulfilled our wishes for free

Two decades gone,

You are living it all alone

Be it us with you or your kith and kin

This incessant void must have hurt you like a piercing pin

Two of us from your nest are away in distant land

How I wish to fly to you with the magic of a wand

Your existence is the soul of our lives

For us to be buoyant, you are the biggest drive

You are the Sun of our little universe

In your brightness and shine, we immerse

Wake up to see your ever smiling face

Which is such full of grace

Sure at dusk, you do set

But with illumination and hope you again arise

And under your feet is our paradise.

© Samreen Asad 2021

P. S.

Thought to post this on mother’s day but to tell you, am going on a vacation (back home to India) for a month, so would be taking a break from WordPress, so sharing the poem today in advance.

Will miss you all so much especially some of you very much to be honest, just hope to return back safe and meeting you all again.

May God keep all of you safe, healthy and happy. Take care, Bye until we meet again.

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#poetry

I hear that song that we sang all summer long

We sweltered but got so very well along

That flavorful creamy ice

And oh that joyous joy ride

Just an axial tilt of the earth and my summer transformed

The beautiful green leaves started to turn brown

When you considered yourself wearing that invisible crown

Those solemn promises to live by

And oh those pearls of laughter from deep inside

Just a drip in temperature and autumn stopped by

We lived our summers but tripped our fall

And tough it is to smile through the winters squall

That pure white snow covered all over

And oh those tea and fritters that we used to wolf down

Just went aloof when the sun hid under the moon

Melodies of robins and the return of monarch butterflies

How they smell the cut grass and come to claim their prize

That elliptical drift

And oh now that drastic shift

I just remember that song that we sang all summer long.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poetry #repost

If I could, I would be a nightingale

Sitting on the boughs and singing my tales

And everyone loving my voice

Even though the fables being of my choice

I would freely soar high without any end

And thus setting up my own new trend.

If I could, I would time travel

Rectifying my past mistakes beyond my level

Reliving twice the most happy moments

Not caring much then, I now lament

Doing what I didn’t at that time

And setting up subtly my new paradigm.

If I could, I would be a phoenix

Even if I fall after a jinx

I would again rise and arise

Much stronger than my previous size

Not just I will sit back and regret

And falsely assume that I can never move ahead playing my already run out cassette

If I could, I would become invisible

And thus becoming highly invincible

I would go business class around the world for free

How much will I love not to pay and be on a shopping spree

I would help the poor and needy with loads of gifts

And watch their elated faces without getting sniffed.

If I could, I should be my own

Not being a nightingale, a phoenix or time travel or be invisible but hone

But the qualities and capabilities they symbolize, we should retain

And reflect it to others and entertain

Don’t go the easy way pretending someone you are not, so be a little wise

Thus carving in this world your own niche, your own little happy paradise.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poetry #tanka

Paragon of love

Spreading wings of altruism

Bulwark parasol

Against all impediments

She withers to let you bloom

P.S. A tanka is an unrhymed Japanese poetry style of writing having a total of 31 syllables (5 lines each having 5-7-5-7-7 syllables)

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poetry #reminiscence #repost

How I wish…

Oh how I wish to turn back my life’s pages

And be a child

Sitting in my mother’s arm

Feeling every bit of coziness and calm

To do big blunders and go off easily

To cry as much and not be judged

Oh how I wish..

To fall off a dozen time

But always be on cloud nine

To eat like a horse

And not caring of course

To have that cute laughing Buddha belly

And still be called a strawberry jelly

Oh how I wish..

To hold my father’s hand

And go with him buying chocolates

To be yelled upon

But not giving it a damn

To not caring about penny

And be an albatross around the neck of your nanny

Oh how I wish..

To quarrel with my brothers

And get them scolded by my father

To befool my sister

And then be as cool as a cucumber

To read fairy tales

And feel like a princess

To play with Barbie all the time

Even if it was time to dine

Oh how I wish,

How I wish to turn back my life’s pages..

And roll down the memory lane

Be a small little unruly insane

Oh how I wish

To get to live yesterday once more.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poetry

….. And the wind will blow

Sky shall bear iridescent glow

The birds will croon

The trees will sway

But I would drift away

Not sustaining the brunt of fate

Like a candle in the wind

Like a tender plant in heavy rains

I would embrace the darkness and detach from the soil

Blinded, blended and to be earthed leaving this turmoil

Sympathies, agonies, sorrow will pour in

Eyes would bear tears of farewell

Words will flow like melodies exalting me

Will I be there to hear your notions

I would be sleeping unaware of your emotions

Remember me with every breeze that will touch your face

Forgive me for every ruffle I may have caused

Pardon me for every little scribbles I may have on your wall

Never let me go lost in your archives

For may be there, I can eternally survive

© Samreen Asad 2021

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# poetry

Even in the darkest hour

With no light, strength and power

I do hope for the best

For life is nothing but a test

I just sit and wait down

For the brightest light in the town

To make its way through the dark

To enlighten me with a spark

When people drifts away

Leaving me marooned to find my own way

I take a deep breath

Fanning away my wrath

And walk miles alone

Though not becoming a rolling stone

I take a leap of faith

To open every closed gate

When life becomes shrewd and shatter me into pieces

Contravening my expectations yet it also teaches

How to mend and glue my fragments

How to re-color each and every segment

And augment myself to never break again

No matter how much I have to endure pain

I search for possibilities infinite

To brush me up and ignite

To see hope in every little element, I should succour

Just flow with the symphony of tides to sustain and await a magic to occur

For this is the only way to keep yourself alive

To spring back from affliction and thrive.

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poetry #haiku

Fear is tacit

Visible journey behind

Veiled future ahead

The beauty of life is not knowing what future holds for us. We peel off tomorrow layer by layer living the present of our future as we stroll through each day.

For instance, If we would know we will not become successful we would have stopped trying long before, if we would know, we will achieve wonders, still we would have stopped trying. In both the cases, we would end up doing nothing. In the former we would forebode and in the latter we would become hubristic.

And in between both of these, where will life be lived?

I so want to humm these lines..

Row, row, row your boat

Gently down the stream

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily

Life is but a dream..

God has created a perfect balance of our mind to not foresee the future and row your boat facing backwards, so you can correct your past mistakes and not repeat them in the future.

Avenoir.

Seems like a wondrous feeling to unveil what is coming, to have this desire to know the unknown but the charisma and liveliness of this life lies in the gradual lifting of the curtains.

One more curtain is raised as we enter 2021, what all it will bring for us, where will we be, what all we will gather and what all will slither away, we can’t prospect. One thing that is foreknown is the love of your God and your own control towards your behavior.

So, loving and believing in the love of your most loved One and thanking HIM for every little wonder we have, let’s welcome another year with sanguinity, hope and aspirations.

Happy new year everyone, to you and all your loved ones.

I am so thankful to each one of you again for your love and support. Five months I have given to this platform and in return achieved so much, more than 1000 followers as well.

To know you all and to be connected with some of you so well, is such happiness for me.

Stay safe, stay blessed and be happy (that’s completely in your control) 😊

© Samreen Asad 2021

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#poetry

Sea of memories conjures up my mind

a little stimulus creates a ripple

And a wave of emotions drench my soul

While I sit here rocking my chair and rewind the life’s stroll

How vibrant were my salad days

What a sunshine smile my face wore

To live in cloud cuckoo land was just so fun

How one by one things fades in the long run

Springtime of life with little flowers in my garden

How beautifully they turned into big trees

Where to look for umbrage I wonder

The sun shines brighter each day and I find the shade just always yonder

Loneliness is always so unforeknown

My garden awaits those tiny parakeets

Oh how they fluttered around all over

Oh how I kept them safe and maneuver

They laugh and become angry at me like I used to, at them

Oh how well have I trained them to train me now

My skin is haggard, teeth gone and bones tremble

But still, why I want to be them even my heart stumbles

Buy just a little while my parakeets

And fly time and again to sing a lullaby

For in there lies my happiness and peace

You never know when will the time cease.

Allow me to seize these times as well

And etch them to my core forever

As I just sit here alone rocking my chair

Swallowing the lemonade of yester years.

© Samreen Asad 2020

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