Suspicion minded men and women suffer in life,
Suspect is an incurable disease of mind,
There is no medicine for such patients to find,
It is the worst septic of mind to husband and wife,
Broad minded people always live a life of gay,
In any society or family suspect has no respect,
Many families have been divided by suspect,
Suspect brings in us impurity of mind day by day,
Suspected husband and wife doubt one another,
They will have no peace of mind time to time at all,
Husband must not doubt to his wife if she talks to other,
She too may not doubt if he talks with a girl in any hall,
The couple of good character will never bother,
Suspect divides the hearts and builds a hatred wall.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
Thursday, June 24, 2010
42. Sunita's parental offer
It was discussed about a rich boy,
Soon her marriage was done in merriment,
Her parents used to think her as a toy,
Unnoticed to her it was a settlement.
Why didn’t first they ask her opinion?
Wedding night she found a drunkard,
That is the worset self willed union,
The same night bridegroom went to play card.
Why should she blame to her own fate?
It would have been good or bad,
She will blame to her parents and hate,
What God made her fortune that she had.
She had spent her childhood in delight,
After she was cursed and sent to suffer,
And they pushed her in such a slight,
That too she accepted her parental offer.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
Soon her marriage was done in merriment,
Her parents used to think her as a toy,
Unnoticed to her it was a settlement.
Why didn’t first they ask her opinion?
Wedding night she found a drunkard,
That is the worset self willed union,
The same night bridegroom went to play card.
Why should she blame to her own fate?
It would have been good or bad,
She will blame to her parents and hate,
What God made her fortune that she had.
She had spent her childhood in delight,
After she was cursed and sent to suffer,
And they pushed her in such a slight,
That too she accepted her parental offer.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
41. Religion
Religion is the firm faith of mind,
Nothing is to argue what one can find,
Music or magic and love or hate,
But it is the true love of fate.
Every one finds God in his religion,
As one lives in his own region,
All know all religions are well,
Then friends, why should we quarrel?
Who kills to whom with a gun or knife,
Is this a real glory of the man’s life?
What a silly hatered of our nature!
The man kills to a man to kill his future.
Respect all the religions with a good heart,
And all live the life of a happy part,
Hindu – Muslim, Sikh and Christian,
All are the children of the same Nation.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
Nothing is to argue what one can find,
Music or magic and love or hate,
But it is the true love of fate.
Every one finds God in his religion,
As one lives in his own region,
All know all religions are well,
Then friends, why should we quarrel?
Who kills to whom with a gun or knife,
Is this a real glory of the man’s life?
What a silly hatered of our nature!
The man kills to a man to kill his future.
Respect all the religions with a good heart,
And all live the life of a happy part,
Hindu – Muslim, Sikh and Christian,
All are the children of the same Nation.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
40. RED ROSE
How fair are you? O! lovely red rose,
You have sweet eyes, lips, teeth and a nose,
Your are looking like a smart lady of the art,
And your graceful dignity has won my heart.
Stay, stay, why do you fade away so soon?
Till the sunset would welcome to the moon,
The day weeps to depart red rose so early,
It would like to play with red rose happily.
Whenever I see ye I forget my worries,
I made you the queen of my poetries,
Your beautiful face has a lively proposal,
Thine have to smile and laugh to greet all.
So long as after your forever separation,
That I lament for your daily rotation,
As shines the star in the milky way,
Red rose is seen in the grace of the day.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
You have sweet eyes, lips, teeth and a nose,
Your are looking like a smart lady of the art,
And your graceful dignity has won my heart.
Stay, stay, why do you fade away so soon?
Till the sunset would welcome to the moon,
The day weeps to depart red rose so early,
It would like to play with red rose happily.
Whenever I see ye I forget my worries,
I made you the queen of my poetries,
Your beautiful face has a lively proposal,
Thine have to smile and laugh to greet all.
So long as after your forever separation,
That I lament for your daily rotation,
As shines the star in the milky way,
Red rose is seen in the grace of the day.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
39. Poem hunter
Poem hunter is the richest English literary forum of the world, .
It maintains brother hood, broad mind and humanity,
Poets are the literary diamonds and jewels of this forum,
It brings to all on one plot form of love to root out inhumanity.
It welcomes heartily to all the poets of the world,
Poets deposit their poems in the treasury of poem hunter,
Here poems shine like stars in the galaxy of English literature,
Readers and visitors come here to read the poems and to take shelter.
It hunts old and new poets and poems of Mother tongue English,
But it co-operates with other languages poets and poems too,
And it enlightens the minds and hearts of all the readers of poetries
It gives us love of God and wipes out from us ill will and boo.
Poetry is a difficult and beautiful art of the poet,
It is a piece of writing arranged by patterns of lines,
Which gives sounds expressing in an imaginative mood,
With deep thoughts, love, feelings, emotions and scenes.
Poetry is a gift of God which defines about Nature and human beings,
It praises true love of God and like dislike of votaries,
And it makes this world the best art of imaginary hell and heaven,
The people who read the poetries must enjoy it forgetting worries.
Daily visitors see the beautiful flowers of poetries in the poem hunter,
All who visit this place will get peace of mind in the calm Nature,
Hither they read different colours of poetries with great entertainments,
God visits and reads poems and appreciates it’s fine Natural feature.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
It maintains brother hood, broad mind and humanity,
Poets are the literary diamonds and jewels of this forum,
It brings to all on one plot form of love to root out inhumanity.
It welcomes heartily to all the poets of the world,
Poets deposit their poems in the treasury of poem hunter,
Here poems shine like stars in the galaxy of English literature,
Readers and visitors come here to read the poems and to take shelter.
It hunts old and new poets and poems of Mother tongue English,
But it co-operates with other languages poets and poems too,
And it enlightens the minds and hearts of all the readers of poetries
It gives us love of God and wipes out from us ill will and boo.
Poetry is a difficult and beautiful art of the poet,
It is a piece of writing arranged by patterns of lines,
Which gives sounds expressing in an imaginative mood,
With deep thoughts, love, feelings, emotions and scenes.
Poetry is a gift of God which defines about Nature and human beings,
It praises true love of God and like dislike of votaries,
And it makes this world the best art of imaginary hell and heaven,
The people who read the poetries must enjoy it forgetting worries.
Daily visitors see the beautiful flowers of poetries in the poem hunter,
All who visit this place will get peace of mind in the calm Nature,
Hither they read different colours of poetries with great entertainments,
God visits and reads poems and appreciates it’s fine Natural feature.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
38. PARENTS
Am I born firstly in my mother’s stomach?
Yes, that is my first heaven in which I grow,
my mother feeds me and let me drink her milk,
Really she is just like a divinely adored cow.
Since nine months Iam protected in her stomach,
Am I born secondly in the stomach of my earth mother?
Yes, this is my second heaven in which I live,
Hither I wisely learn and play with my father.
She sheds the tears of joy to nurse her children,
Howsoever she preserves her family in well set,
Some times she weeps shouts, beats and admires,
She is tortured and troubled but she loves of her pet,
She deems of her issues more precious than diamonds,
Whether her issues may be good or bad She doesn’t mind,
One pulls her hair, one her eyes and one her ears,
But she embraces them in her arms not to be unkind.
God and mother seem the two faces of the same coin,
About the respect of parents I wrote poetries,
Iam the true worshipper of my God and my Mother,
And My parents dwell with me without worries.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
Yes, that is my first heaven in which I grow,
my mother feeds me and let me drink her milk,
Really she is just like a divinely adored cow.
Since nine months Iam protected in her stomach,
Am I born secondly in the stomach of my earth mother?
Yes, this is my second heaven in which I live,
Hither I wisely learn and play with my father.
She sheds the tears of joy to nurse her children,
Howsoever she preserves her family in well set,
Some times she weeps shouts, beats and admires,
She is tortured and troubled but she loves of her pet,
She deems of her issues more precious than diamonds,
Whether her issues may be good or bad She doesn’t mind,
One pulls her hair, one her eyes and one her ears,
But she embraces them in her arms not to be unkind.
God and mother seem the two faces of the same coin,
About the respect of parents I wrote poetries,
Iam the true worshipper of my God and my Mother,
And My parents dwell with me without worries.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
37. Pardon me, Pardon me, Pardon me
Pardon me, Pardon me, Pardon me,
I am the great guilty votary of YE,
Please kindly bless Thine mercy on me,
I am the faithful devotee of Thee,
None is in this world for me except You,
I have done many crimes in my life,
No one guides me or my beloved wife,
Iam sick and I bend my head before Thou,
God blessed me and I recovered from disease,
I am very grateful to my God who is kind,
Otherwise by a serious disease I had to decease,
I repent on my crimes that is to remind,
I know that my life is only for a lease,
Now I merely beg your pardon but I don’t mind.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
I am the great guilty votary of YE,
Please kindly bless Thine mercy on me,
I am the faithful devotee of Thee,
None is in this world for me except You,
I have done many crimes in my life,
No one guides me or my beloved wife,
Iam sick and I bend my head before Thou,
God blessed me and I recovered from disease,
I am very grateful to my God who is kind,
Otherwise by a serious disease I had to decease,
I repent on my crimes that is to remind,
I know that my life is only for a lease,
Now I merely beg your pardon but I don’t mind.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
36. Our Sun
Our sun is red and pure Gold,
None praises him but he is kind,
He is a crowned king with a hold,
we can’t touch him for his hot rind.
He is much helpful to one and all,
He comes whenever children call,
And he moves without a ramble fall,
With the whole world he is social.
He is hot and forgives our crimes,
And gives us the grace of his light,
If he hides only for sometimes,
We will be blind like a dark night.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
None praises him but he is kind,
He is a crowned king with a hold,
we can’t touch him for his hot rind.
He is much helpful to one and all,
He comes whenever children call,
And he moves without a ramble fall,
With the whole world he is social.
He is hot and forgives our crimes,
And gives us the grace of his light,
If he hides only for sometimes,
We will be blind like a dark night.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
35. Oh God! I am in a great tension of mind
Oh God! I am in a great tension of mind,
I don’t know, What to do at this time?
THINE Please tell me, What is my crime?
Kindly pardon me nothing I remind,
Soon as possible You bless mercy on me,
And maintain peace in my family soon,
THOU give me your grace from the moon,
As I daily see YOU with my mind’s eye,
There is an unnecessary argument at home,
Hither no one gives me respect nor my wife,
Howsoever thither THY must come,
And quickly solve my family’s strife,
GOD is always welcome and welcome,
GOD came and settled entire disputes of our life.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
I don’t know, What to do at this time?
THINE Please tell me, What is my crime?
Kindly pardon me nothing I remind,
Soon as possible You bless mercy on me,
And maintain peace in my family soon,
THOU give me your grace from the moon,
As I daily see YOU with my mind’s eye,
There is an unnecessary argument at home,
Hither no one gives me respect nor my wife,
Howsoever thither THY must come,
And quickly solve my family’s strife,
GOD is always welcome and welcome,
GOD came and settled entire disputes of our life.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
34. MY soul is troudled painfully and in tension I cried
My soul is troubled painfully and in tension I cried
It is at exact eleven 'O' clock at night my street is slept,
Two angels came and pulled my soul roughly and I died,
A grave is dug and at exact eleven at day Iam buried,
A bad faces angel came, cut my tongue and pulled my eyes,
And a big snake came into my grave and hissed my body,
To see all this weeping drops came from the sky's eyes,
I called to Allah, Shiva, Jesus to save me from agony of my soul,
To a guilty man They pitied me and sent me upto heaven and hell,
There I saw Gods, one is Head all obey Him with a great honour,
I wept to go through the troubles of hellish people in pell-mell,
Guilty men are released from imprisoned hell after every hour,
While I was talking with God in the sky I heard morning bell,
I awoke soon and surprised to see sunrise from my sleeping tour.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
It is at exact eleven 'O' clock at night my street is slept,
Two angels came and pulled my soul roughly and I died,
A grave is dug and at exact eleven at day Iam buried,
A bad faces angel came, cut my tongue and pulled my eyes,
And a big snake came into my grave and hissed my body,
To see all this weeping drops came from the sky's eyes,
I called to Allah, Shiva, Jesus to save me from agony of my soul,
To a guilty man They pitied me and sent me upto heaven and hell,
There I saw Gods, one is Head all obey Him with a great honour,
I wept to go through the troubles of hellish people in pell-mell,
Guilty men are released from imprisoned hell after every hour,
While I was talking with God in the sky I heard morning bell,
I awoke soon and surprised to see sunrise from my sleeping tour.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
33. My Family
My heart is burnt by it‘s own wound,
As my house is burnt by it’s own light,
My fate can not work against my destruction,
Even none defended me to set right.
I have high minded to ween of our business,
But my wife set fire in my joint family,
She poisoned my mind against my brothers,
Suddenly I argued with them to share my property.
Angrily they dejected and separated me ungainly
I repented for the wrong delusion of my wife,
Though I was the main leading person at home,
Alas! now I am mum and bank-rupt in my life.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
As my house is burnt by it’s own light,
My fate can not work against my destruction,
Even none defended me to set right.
I have high minded to ween of our business,
But my wife set fire in my joint family,
She poisoned my mind against my brothers,
Suddenly I argued with them to share my property.
Angrily they dejected and separated me ungainly
I repented for the wrong delusion of my wife,
Though I was the main leading person at home,
Alas! now I am mum and bank-rupt in my life.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
32. MOTHER INDIA FATHER INDIA
I am blessed and lucky that I am born to India,
My mother India lulled me often to Sleep,
And she nourished me and I am grown up,
I always remember her painful duty and weep.
She held me to her bosom to suck her milk,
I walk on her body and sleep on her chest,
Daily I devote her and dwell in our hut,
My mother takes care of her children without rest.
My mother India has sacred soil and water,
Devotees bath in the holy rivers and carry water,
Here all worship different Gods and live together,
We Indians are broad minded but we are not patter.
If my father India hits me in an unkind way,
My mother India scolds to father India to calm me,
How fortunate and virtuous Am I! ,
I am very happy with the parents God-like.
When I was sick my father took me to Hospital,
To see me serious he also wept with mother,
Then I knew that my father loves me too much,
I ever obey my parents without any bother.
Both my father India and mother India educated me,
And they made me a principal to a poet,
Today I write poetry about my parents and others,
My parents love their all children but I am their pet.
If there will be starvation they too starved,
Soon they have fulfilled our demands of food,
And they have divine right to talk with God for rain etc,
They are just like our God and proved us so good.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
My mother India lulled me often to Sleep,
And she nourished me and I am grown up,
I always remember her painful duty and weep.
She held me to her bosom to suck her milk,
I walk on her body and sleep on her chest,
Daily I devote her and dwell in our hut,
My mother takes care of her children without rest.
My mother India has sacred soil and water,
Devotees bath in the holy rivers and carry water,
Here all worship different Gods and live together,
We Indians are broad minded but we are not patter.
If my father India hits me in an unkind way,
My mother India scolds to father India to calm me,
How fortunate and virtuous Am I! ,
I am very happy with the parents God-like.
When I was sick my father took me to Hospital,
To see me serious he also wept with mother,
Then I knew that my father loves me too much,
I ever obey my parents without any bother.
Both my father India and mother India educated me,
And they made me a principal to a poet,
Today I write poetry about my parents and others,
My parents love their all children but I am their pet.
If there will be starvation they too starved,
Soon they have fulfilled our demands of food,
And they have divine right to talk with God for rain etc,
They are just like our God and proved us so good.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
31. Man is born in a sexual drop
Man is born in a sexual drop,
In this drop-let a living soul is filled,
Then, he grows like a mild crop,
Nature created him and killed.
Man’s food is too much delicious,
His stomach stocks filth and urine,
What is his superiority to be precocious?
One day he dies as his heredity line.
Let him think for his originality,
He may be a scientist or a politician,
Every one has his own mortality,
Whether, he must be a magician.
Hither he lives in a nice palace,
He forever tries to be safe by pain,
Alas! a grave is his permanent place,
Why is he greedy in life to gain?
What about his body after his life?
His unseen soul would be left,
None saves him or his beloved wife,
What a wonderful robbery or theft!
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
In this drop-let a living soul is filled,
Then, he grows like a mild crop,
Nature created him and killed.
Man’s food is too much delicious,
His stomach stocks filth and urine,
What is his superiority to be precocious?
One day he dies as his heredity line.
Let him think for his originality,
He may be a scientist or a politician,
Every one has his own mortality,
Whether, he must be a magician.
Hither he lives in a nice palace,
He forever tries to be safe by pain,
Alas! a grave is his permanent place,
Why is he greedy in life to gain?
What about his body after his life?
His unseen soul would be left,
None saves him or his beloved wife,
What a wonderful robbery or theft!
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
30. Love is blind but lovers are not blind
Love is blind but lovers are not blind,
They fall in love with a blind emotion,
They escape but their families suffer,
Children to elder go to the police-station.
Complaint after complaint may be lodged,
Both the families are publicly defamed,
War takes place in the neighbouring families,
Lovers are strongly criticized and blamed.
Due to a silly love one has to hate another,
And these families have to face destruction,
Lovers hide and all go in search of them,
Business is failed and no new construction.
Father dies after a few days mother dies,
Luxurious time of life has ever gone,
A happy home converted into a grave Yard,
To control the circumstances nothing is done.
One killed the boy and another killed the girl,
Lovers are finished with never ending love,
Enmity has become heredity of both the families,
A tragedy turned into a rarely reminding love.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
They fall in love with a blind emotion,
They escape but their families suffer,
Children to elder go to the police-station.
Complaint after complaint may be lodged,
Both the families are publicly defamed,
War takes place in the neighbouring families,
Lovers are strongly criticized and blamed.
Due to a silly love one has to hate another,
And these families have to face destruction,
Lovers hide and all go in search of them,
Business is failed and no new construction.
Father dies after a few days mother dies,
Luxurious time of life has ever gone,
A happy home converted into a grave Yard,
To control the circumstances nothing is done.
One killed the boy and another killed the girl,
Lovers are finished with never ending love,
Enmity has become heredity of both the families,
A tragedy turned into a rarely reminding love.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
29. Life's every action depends upon Nature
Life's every action depends upon Nature
Nature's every action depends upon GOD,
why should we worry about our future?
Let us depend upon GOD for our every action,
We weep for the death of our kith and kin,
And we weep for the defamation of any incident,
To see the deaths we should stop every sin,
We must pray to GOD to forgive our all sins,
If we live hundreds of yaers we die one day,
Then, why should we blame to one another?
Whatever GOD gives to us we can not repay
As GOD bless us we too think good for other,
If we truly depend upon GOD from time to time,
Surely GOD helps us and pardon our every crime.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
Nature's every action depends upon GOD,
why should we worry about our future?
Let us depend upon GOD for our every action,
We weep for the death of our kith and kin,
And we weep for the defamation of any incident,
To see the deaths we should stop every sin,
We must pray to GOD to forgive our all sins,
If we live hundreds of yaers we die one day,
Then, why should we blame to one another?
Whatever GOD gives to us we can not repay
As GOD bless us we too think good for other,
If we truly depend upon GOD from time to time,
Surely GOD helps us and pardon our every crime.
Mazid S Kazi , INDIA
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