By day each soul must walk within its shadow.

Only night can make us whole again...

Ye duniya mohabbat ki dushman ho gayi hai,
Mohabbat ab dosto kitabo me rahgayi hai,
Wo din beet gaye jab log pyar me jan diya karte
the,
Ab to husan ki pyasi duniya rah gayi hai,
Koi nahi sunta kisi ke dil ki sada,
Sabko dilon se khelne ki aadat si ho gayi hai..

They quietly embrace the parched earth;
Those deceiving tears from the skies.
They feign to rapture wounded souls,
But they only veil weeping eyes

byZahraHabib

Glimmering Pearls on display

before they quietly ebb away

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........In the rain the pavement shines like silver, all the lights are misty in the river.......

A fire burns in the sky

             as the waves ebb and flow;

                           a lonley soul wanders the earth

                                               looking for a place to go..

zahra habib

A stranger with a devils soul

Presented himself to me

Merely a few days ago

He was my only family

A world within a world. Darkness and Light. Burning with a fire of myriad stars, the sun- a refuge for our souls- Giving the deceitful mystical appearance of being angelic and beautiful while masking lifeless and cold, evil and jealous, selfish and unkind beings. This is the world--As we absorb the warmth of the glowing sun, we feel a false sense of comfort, of happiness. It conceals our true being, our filth. Tanning on rooftops, volleyball on beaches, popsicles and watermelon staining our t-shirts--all fulfilling our egocentric needs; offering solace and gratification - as we roll down bright green hills and run through cold waterparks on humid days, our life appears complete, without fear or stress. We think not of our wrongs and our evil ways. It is a selfish man's delight

--And as the light turns to dark, as the earth turns a dull grey, and as the air is overcome with a chill, our sorrows return--as pant cuffs become damp while running for shelter and umbrellas are dug out from under the seats, we are overcome by angst, depression and a dull ache resonates throughout our inner being. We fault the icy breeze and liquid silver drops yet it is the condition of our own soul that taunts us, of our own mind that knows and of our own heart that beats an indistinctly guarded beat. Our sorrows, pain and despondency are carried by these rains, and as it beats on rooftops and city streets and bounces of trees and thuds onto soil, our truth is brought upon us and we frantically seek the sun for verity of our character--to ascertain that the essence of our being is noble and true.  False.  We are neither.   As time fleets away, our need for the warmth increases, and we come to despise the endless rainfalls. With each passing day, our hopes, our dreams, are seemingly carried by the rays of the sun and washed away by the rains. Our foolish mind knows not the truth.

The light is in the rain and darkness is in the sun..and everything else is nothing...

Copyright Zahra Habib

I entrusted to God my broken heart;

Last night, while gray clouds softly wept.

My soul felt a soothing whisper of love, as

He gave me peace and my pain He kept.

zahrahabib

a soft warm breeze and

the curious sweetness before 

I hear the sound of liquid silver drops

beating on the rooftops.

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A sweet warm rain

Falls gently

Over us

as we walk

alone

in hidden paths

 away from the world.

Small cafés

invite us in
To glowing candlelite

and scintillating scents

Just you

and I

and the rain

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A fire burns in the sky

As the waves ebb and flow

A lonley soul wanders the earth

Looking for a place to go

I know not why
It weeps in longing pain

For I simply wait

to be hidden in the rain

ByZahraHabib

Hide me in your heavens

“Oh soul,

you worry too much.

You have seen your own strength.

You have seen your own beauty.

You have seen your golden wings.

Of anything less,

why do you worry?

You are in truth

the soul, of the soul, of the soul.”

 

ByRumi

The seafarer

is carried into

the abyss-

His Tears

consumed

by  whispering

waves-

conspiring

to possess

his soul


byzahrahabib

surrender to the beauty of rain

The Clouds Cry Tears of Sorrow

Drenching the Land with Unwanted Wisdom

Daunting bewildered minds in their presence

Rousing Weary Hearts with their Whispers

Seeping into the Depths of all Eternal Souls

ZahraHabib

Secret Serenade

A breeze kissed my lips.

Caressed my body

To my fingertips.

Whispered sweet fancies

In my ear,

Broken words,

I could not hear.

It tickled my cheek,

caressed my eyes;

Teased with a glimpse

Of paradise.



Indulging my senses,

Overpowering the skies,

Drawing me in,

It wickedly glides.



A bewitching trance

Possesses me whole,

The alluring chant

Has captured my soul.

ZahraHabib

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Unspoken

It was our final farewell

On a dismal winters eve

I had stood in the distance

And wept as I saw you leave

You had glanced back for a moment-As a tears escaped your eyes-Piercing the aching silence-With our unspoken goodbyes

Now again I stand alone

Seeing you ill and unraveled

Voiceless thoughts still linger

On this road we had once traveled.

Finally you speak, with a shuddering breath -The words you had longed to say

Then as the last leaf of a barren tree

You slowly whisper away



ZahraHabib