Inside the World of Poetry

My first handful of poems written in English language. They are inspired from my personal observations of life,experiences,emotions and memories. I feel inspired by nature,grace,beauty,spirituality and great, humble people in life. To me Urdu and English, both appear very similar in their expressive use of words,symbols and literary ideas. Literary and poetic figures in both these languages like Ruskin Bond,Alfred Lord Tennyson,William Wordsworth,Sarojini Naidu and John Keats to name a few in English. Great icons and Urdu poets like Mirza Ghalib,Mir Anees and Dabir (known for writing religious and cultural Shia poems),Gulzar,Josh Malihabadi and yesteryear Bollywood actress Meena Kumari. Their delicate portrayal of each small thing and in depth emotions is very meaningful. I also love reading Urdu poetry and novels in English translation !! 

                                                    Nature's Glory

                                 Spring in Nature. Image Courtesy: www.wallpapereast.com

                                              As I sat pondering on terrace of my house,

                                              Basking in the lap of nature and warm winter sun.

                                              Surrounded by rich flora and fauna,
                                              As if the poetic beauty of paintings had come alive
                                              Their imagery singing praises of God,
                                              Spiritual lessons from all religions.
                                              My heart felt awestruck by beauty on all sides,
                                              Flight of pigeons every morning is a pleasant sight.
                                              Spreading their wings across the skies.
                                              Oh!how beautifully they adorn the monuments.
                                              Little vibrant butterflies suckling the nectar of the flowers,
                                              A blackish turquoise green and a yellow florescent one!
                                              Perching from one flower to the another,
                                              From pink periwinkles to bright marigolds.
                                              Bees swarming and the ants marching in rows,
                                              Carrying little food grains along.
                                              As time passes by and sun sets;
                                              Skies and trees change their colours
                                              I thank God for each beautiful moment ever !

                                                                   

         
                    The blackish turquoise color of a butterfly. Image Courtesy: www.webexhibits.org

Another poem is written in the honour and memory of my maternal grandfather who was a Police Commissioner in Hyderabad for many years. His life history is full of victorious achievements, awards,trophies,cups,president gold medals and living examples of courage. For us he is an epitome of strength,courage,unshakable faith in God,success and excellence.

   My Greatest Grandpa

           O my sweet Grandpa! O my beloved Grandpa!

           I am proud of you my dearest Grandpa!

  Who was firm in character;

         Never cared about his health;

   For help he stood always

                Even though without any wealth.

When people were in need,

Be it great or small.

He was ready to heed;

He was a friend of all!

Though he was ill,

He worked day and night.

With his effort and will,

True in every sight.

He worked for the needy,

And always did his best.

But not for the greedy,

And always worked with zest.

Honest in his duty,

He always stood with laurels.

His firm faith in Almighty,

For all he was a good moral.

Always he inspired me,

He was so kind and gentle.

And a greatest gift in life,

To me he is the most lovable!