Trusting the Process!!!

Running for success through days n nights

We hide from dark, in search light.

What’s the use of one when the other’s never faced

How to bless peace when wars never aced.

If the life was a smooth, silky little road

With no bumps or humps, without any load

Wonder will you learn a journey any worth

Better is a toad’s life in bounded earth.

It’s the setback that teaches patience

And the problems ask not to hasten

Though an unknown way, but still on the move

Will discover my pass, will learn my groove.

(Samima Shah-Faheem)

Purple Rain!

The rain was pouring in galore

Made me think of you even more

Though memories have faded long ago

Some past boats left on my hearty shore.

The bells of cheer, coloured my days

Lull of nights solaced, I was sure

This swing in dark n light is torturing

 Bore a burden, always abhorred.

Life continued testing limits once set

Surrounded by wolfs, crows, wild bores

To bear such creeps, was one big task

Building walls sky high, keeping open all doors.

(Samima Shah-Fahim)

Life in Clichés!

Though we all want our lives

Spiced with thrill of strays

But can’t ignore its essence

Play consistency in dullness n frays.

Never settle for less

Having more isn't enough, they say

Happiness, grief a share

When going gets tough, give a little sway.

We want love like all

 Follow same pattern of nights n days

Sometimes peace is being a sand dune

 Life can be lived at times in clichés.

(Samima)

A Wish!!!!!!!!

Some parts of life, still fragile n tender

No matter how much I care

The path is getting slender.

Point of life was to live to a full

And letting others to live; but

I am playing trumpet for some cows’ n bulls.

Say modesty a joke, mere weakness

Money is thy standard, show offing a rule

And vanity with pride is only uniqueness.

I wish some sense of gold, shining ever so bright

Its sparkle I want, in some silvers & white

Give all these conceited blinds some light. 

(Samima)

Colors of Time!!

Time changes time flies

Some obligations in the way,

Along with strong bonds and ties.

But sometimes it passed slowly

Things were stagnant and dull

Yet different with all glory.

Happy times came with breaks of gloom

But hope tied in faith

Kept the flowers to bloom.

I am thankful to both for keeping colours there

Life would been a monotony

Without each others share.

(Samima)