Pretty souls!!

( This poem is dedicated to my sister Hijab and my friends.)

You 'r working in perplexing circles of time

Days past by and now  night’s in decline

While looking after your loved ones

Nothings clandestine

I want you all to know,

You are beautiful, more than words can define.

Worn out by people’s slandering

 Weary in hatred twirled vine

Standing erect and heading to your path

One needs an iron spine

I want you all to know,

You are beautiful, more than words can define.

We have things in common, though paths very different

Our goals though vague, certain things bade align

It will get better, this too shall pass

Things  meant to happen in nature’s design

I want you all to know,

You  are beautiful, more than words can define.

(Samima Shah-Faheem)

The Salad Days (by Samima Shah)

When life seems fun

Worries less or none

Days are carefree

Nights very sleepy

Energy over flowing

and Ideas pulsating

Choices are easy square

Books are biggest nightmare

School & College  formalities

Yet desire to conquer universality

The World begins with friends
 hot or not, follow every trend

 Parents are resourceful ones

Think have money in tons

Our judgements very harsh

Decisions quick, personality starched

Music is life, volume deafening

Want riches & fame at beginning

Everything starts with I, Me and My

Belong to Royalty, can’t comply

The special beings, destined to rule World

Individuality & Uniqueness, our favorite words

 Love and affairs are also in tunnel

A gossipmonger dropped my news through the funnel

Everything changes when reality hits

Life isn’t fair, everyone admits

It has seldom ups and many lows

Experience asks a lot, many setbacks and blows

Your friends aren’t your world whole

Everyone busy to hit his own goal

 Have to earn to make a living

 No pots of gold there, few upswings

Days are shorter, and nights less sleepy

Once were Salad days, now strange and creepy

But will steer these tough days well

Dreams will be true, after a hard work’s spell

On Friends and Enemies ~ by Saadi

I am displeased with the company of friends

To whom my bad qualities appear to be good

They fancy my faults are virtue and perfection

My thrones they believe to be rose and jasmine

Say! where is the bold and quick enemy

to make me aware of my defects.

(translated by edward Holden)