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 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
.                                                                ­      O' My Mother! I pray for you
                                                             ­          O' My Mother! You pray for me
You used to be worry about me and that made you weakened
You used to be worry about me for my pleasure and happiness
I was feeble at that time but I think that
Might that I had been the facilitator to remove your woes and regrets
Might that I had fulfilled your desires when you had
Might that I had given you bliss
I’m fear of your anger, O’ my mother.
I always pray for your pleasure
                                                                ­       O' My Mother! I pray for you
                                                             ­          O' My Mother! You pray for me
Now! I am a young one but
I often used to think
Your poise soul, services and honor are conferred to live at highest level that
World dare not to give any reward so there is no any reward of your fidelities
So there is no any reward of your prayers for me
My fidelities are for you for your eternal bliss and pleasure
My prayers are for you for your eternal bliss and pleasure
.                                                       ­         ­      O' My Mother! I pray for you
                                                             ­          O' My Mother! You pray for me
I’m result of your prayers! and I think so!
I’m result of your fidelities! and I think so!
If I could able to leave facilities of the everyday life
As these are mortal
So
I wish I could break these idols
The stars which were tearing and falling ones for your sake
I observed them all on my eye shades when I recalled you
                                                             ­          O' My Mother! I pray for you
                                                             ­          O' My Mother! You pray for me
I wished to spend this age for your fidelity
I wished to do this great job by the grace of God
But
I often used to think so
There is no narration able to deliver an appreciation
As Mother is “Flux of eternal light”
So a span of one thousand years is too short to capture such light.
                                                          ­             O' My Mother! I pray for you
                                                             ­          O' My Mother! You pray for me
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
God has reshaped the light of universe
to form heart of mother
end is to every thing
But the motherly feelings are eternal
O' my mother if I would be able to eliminate your worries
I think it is not a reward of your spirit of motherly feelings
You were ill and not able to take rest for a moment
And
Used to lull and see me
You couldn’t be in calm for the sake of my rest
You sewed your lips in such a way that
You couldn’t be able to share your regret with me
You used to look at me and feel inner bliss
And made me able to remain away from sorrows and woes.
And used to kiss my forehead, ignoring all the worries
You felt pain in the result of my wounds
I often used to weep in the rain of your tears
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
Struggle is joy and the wait is enjoyment
While the achievement is the name of a state
Where we spend our lives as prisoners
Of fear of being a loser in any time
I chose to wait in the state of struggle
and don't like to be a prisoner
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
spring will come soon if its autumn
and will lessen your worries and sorrows
sense of loss will be vanished
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
Oh my heart control your tides
Lest the lovely scene disturb or disappear
The scene which is reflected by tears
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
Remain in contact with your eye and heart
Water the tiny plant in the core by one
There are no deserts or dazzling rays of cruel sun
There is a rain all the way long
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
you will succeed in achieving the goal
Remember failure is key to success
Oh my friend, wait a little!
Don’t feel regret
spring will come soon if its autumn
and will lessen your worries and sorrows
sense of loss will be vanished
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
To become a heart specialist we need to pass a specific course
But we can become a lover in no time if we have a live heart.
 Mar 2015
S
It's hard to look up and expect something,
To expect hope,
Or dreams,
Or success.

It's hard to look forward and see clearly,
To see a path,
A route,
A way.

It's hard to breathe knowing that nothing is certain,
To breathe poisoned air,
Chemical haze,
Nuclear surroundings.

It's hard to live knowing that everything is changing,
To live in a wavering world,
An unsteady world,
A fighting world.

It's hard.
**All of it.
Unsteadiness and Uncertainty are normal but should they be?
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
You are in my conscious, hope, unconscious, wish, doubt
Your existence unshakable, hidden, obvious
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
Hidden in the core of heart, Owner, Tenant You!
Your Messenger has granted me such a caring light
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
You are with me O’ my Lord! sound speech is You!
Send is You receive is You, dealt and deal is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
A call arose in my heart; go towards the Lord!
A wondrous way started: soul; attracted by You!'
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
You made me conscious of day; it’s prime of life
You are recognizer Lord; sign and soul is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
To my mind there is only You; so seeking You!
How could I lose my Lord? Where? nowhere You?
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
I am feeling felt is You; deal and done is You!
I am fan and fun is You; all and One is You!
                                         Start is You and end is You, yes and no is You!
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
He who united the confused and scattered letters
to enable the simple words, to deliver a speech.
A translation of my own poem written in Urdu language. The name of book is "RAH TAKTI AANKH (راہ تکتی آنکھ)"
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
It’s easy to look oneself in the eyes of others
But it’s difficult to face the truth!
After diving into one’s own heart.
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
Hell is for those
Who don’t believe in Heaven!
And
Heaven is for those
Who care for others!
And
Nothing is else!
Nothing is else!
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
its old tale
they come on train
it was, it is as raining
drops of tears
or
pure dew drops
same and, real and natural
look them, feel them their free fall
as many times, you recall
You are not alone
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
Is the start of breath life?
No! Then what is life?
Start of hope is life…………!
Dr Zik's Poetry
 Mar 2015
Dr Zik
In side you!
Outside you!
Upside you!
Are downside you?
Where everyone trodden....!
by a few....!
Here and there! Everywhere you!
Who are you?
You for all!
All for you!
Is it fair? everywhere you!
Where Am I?
Who am I?
Here and there! Everywhere you!

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