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An apple a day keeps the doctor away,
Also say "I love you a day" keeps your spouse in your arms.
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2018
Good Morning,
When he opens his eyes,
He wants to...
*** first.
Salmabanu Hatim Jun 2018
Our starving children,
0nly have tears in their eyes,
Protruding ribs,
Distended hungry bellies,
Cry and moan,unable to sing.


Four small diamond hearts,
On a pretty, platinum ring,
Our beautiful love,
Like the glitter of stars,
Intense, multifaceted.
Tanka is like Haiku but has more syllables.Use metaphor smilies and personification.Have 5 lines
2. 7 syllables
3. 5 syllables
4. 7 syllables
5. 7syllables
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2017
A New Year,a new beginning,
What's in store,awaiting,
365 blank pages,
To be filled with new strategies.
Forget the past,time to move on,
Throw in a handful of resolutions.
Dear God, present us with a perfect New Year's Gift,
From war we must drift,
All bad politicians You sift,
Climate changes we should heed,
Safety from nature's hazard we need.
Away with weapons of mass destruction,
Unity amongst every nation.
Herald in economic equality,
And do away with poverty.
Please remove our aches, bitterness and sorrows,
Instead,fill them with peace and joy for all tomorrows.
Make this year short and sweet,
Everyday, our needs we are able to meet.
Shower us with plentiful blessings,
So we wake up laughing.
Friends and foes,let us leave every thing behind,
Make amends with good things in mind.
Let us start 2018 with a new slate
I wish you have
lots of ***,
not get caught,
food you enjoy,
win a lottery,
fulfill your dreams,
no resolutions.
Happy New Year.
Fast asleep,
Not now,
Moan again,
You had left,
Woke, eyes wide open,
Who was caressing me,
Saw my little brother's pet mouse nibbling my ears.
I wanted coffee,
He wanted ***.
We compromised,
He made coffee,
We had coffee and ***.
I woke up tingling with arousal,
I desired ***,
My lover was gone,
He was married I suppose.
After you fall in love,
Your life is in 3D.
I relish,
And Females.
Salmabanu Hatim Jan 2018
Seven EIGHT poor six
Run away dear five
Seven eight (ate)six
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2018
It goes 99 Thump, 99 Thump,
A centipede with a wooden leg
Salmabanu Hatim Mar 2018
Life is full of strife,
If you have lost something  in life,
Remember one thing,
What you have lost is nothing,
Compared to what you have gained,
It fills you with profound joys unexplained.
What you don't have is just a dream,
What you have is beyond your dreams,
Hold on to it,
Every little bit.
Your family,your relations and your dignity,
Your dignity is your pride in society,
Your family, your pearls,your precious treasure,
Your relations,your world, has no measure.
Be happy and satisfied with what you have.It is enough.Little things and people close to you matter the most.
Salmabanu Hatim Jul 2018
A warm summer night,
The moon winked at its reflection on the still lake,
A lively  crowd,
The music blared,
A barbeque party,
The smell of delicious grilled chicken made my stomach rumble,
Hurriedly I grabbed some with chips, yanked open a coca tin,
And sat down on the grass with friends.
I had worn shorts,
That was a grave mistake.
The mosquitoes were excited,
A pair of young fresh legs,
What a grand banquet,
They headed straight for my legs and arms,
"Ouch!" I cried after several stings.
"Delicious," they hummed aiming at my legs again and again.
"Hey" I don't give out  free blood samples" I hissed.
I swiped my palms on my legs.
Several lay dead.
I had killed their parents.
The mean mosquitoes took revenge,
They landed on my face,legs and arms and stung fast and furious.
I yanked a tube of insecticide repellent cream and spread on my open body parts.
"Now have your feast and die!"
That was the worst summer barbeque party.I left early.
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
Twinkle twinkle little star,
Every night you glisten so far,
My grandchildren live afar,
Tell them they are the best by far.
I have no one to say,
Grandma,please don't go,stay,
Only a little while,
I love to see your happy smile.
For long I have not felt you sleep on my shoulder,
A chance to hold you a little longer.
I would love to feed you with icecreams and cookies,
Shower on you cuddles and kisses.
Day and night,
I miss my grandparent right,
To store your beautiful childhood memories,
To form a strong bond that every grandparent cherishes.
The pages of my life have you missing,
For what I have and cannot have
my heart aching.
Remember,though we may be apart,
You will always be in my heart.
My grandchildren live oceans away from me.We meet once in a blue moon.
Don't forget to give a hug,
Acts like a drug,
Chug a lug, chug a lug,
Smiles with joy from a mug.
The wind whistled through the trees,
An ominous warning on her lips,
The skies were ripped apart by lightning,
The dark clouds thundered calling out my child's name,
Raindrops pelted on the window pane,
Threatening to break it.
I sat huddled in a chair,
Praying for a miracle.
My child lay on his bed barely breathing with no hope,
The doctor had left,
Now it was in the hands of Allah.
Suddenly everything seemed still,
Nature had quietened,
The candle stopped flickering.
I saw a large,dark silhouette  leaving the doorway,
It was saying,"My mistake, your child has long to live."
My son woke up with a smile,
"Mum,I was with the Angels,
It was beautiful there,
But they brought me back,
I was needed here to be with you."
I jumped up and hugged him tightly, tears streaming down my eyes,
What a miracle,
Allah had listened to my prayers.
Salmabanu Hatim Jul 2018
Prom night,
Fun, too much to drink,
A quickie in the car,
I got stuck.
Both young,
Barely out of school,
Long way to go,
I, a mistake.
Tears and frustrations,
Family discussions,
Keep  or abort,
Final decision,
I, out.
What about me?
They never asked,
I could have been cute as a fawn,
Bright as a new dawn,
I would have loved the world,
Many stories I  had heard.
Now, I will be gone,
Not to be born,
Before it's too late.
Salmabanu Hatim Jun 2018
You,my little dolls,
Are my heart and soul.
I leave to you my minions,
My work of everlasting visions,
My Book Of Poems
Expressed with heartfelt rythems,
Each imagination,
My own colourful reflections.
Emotions shine through my poems with clarity,
I weld each word and thought with sincerity,
Giving a unique feeling of creativity.
I know my sweet beauty,
You love poetry,
Remember your granny as you read each line,
Of this book of poems of mine.
To my lovely granddaughters.I love you tons.
Salmabanu Hatim Jul 2018
We give expensive gifts to our children on
Adulthood (21 years),
and on and on.
Have we ever given them?
The Quran-Islam
The Bible-Christians
The Bhagavad Gita-Hinduism
The Tohra-Judaism
Guru Granth Sahib-Sikhism
In today's world of chaos our children need them.
If learning is important why not between the pages of the holy books.
Let's make our holy books as important as our mobiles.
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2017
Embryo in womb,
Almighty make me a boy,
Dad can have an heir.
The parents had five girls and being An Asian family a boy was important to carry the family name.
Salmabanu Hatim Aug 2018
Who is a real man?
A man with a hard rock body,
Can hold his liquor without puking,
Has many ****** encounters,
Lots of money,
Wins many fights,
Muscular with ten packs.
A real man  seeks knowledge for himself and his family's betterness,
He is focused,
Stays away from glitz and glamour.
He is gentle but firm,
Does not holler to get his point,
Is not a punk.
He is a family man,
Makes time for his family,
Brings up his children to be upright human beings.
Keeps his promises,
He is trustworthy,
Does not break deals,
Pays his debts,
Is upfront and honest.
Respects all women,
Doesn't leer with lust at women,
Stays faithful to his wife,
Treats women with respect.
Keeps his house in order,
He does chores around the house,
Helps with dishes,laundry and ironing,
Cooks sometimes.
Pays his bills on time
Handles his own money,
Doesn't go looking for hangouts,
Or depend on his wife or parents.
Works his tail to earn a decent income,
Budgets his money and saves,
Gives to charity and good causes.
Does not whine or complain,
Solves his own problems,
In my opinion that's a real man.
On this Valentine's  Day,
I give you a Rose with a thorn,
To say,"Accept me with my flaws,
I am what I am,
But I love you as you are."
Salmabanu Hatim Jun 2018
What a surprise!
A single bud on a rose tree,
Blushing to open,
As glistening dew bathe it.
I moved down the orchard,
Ah! The Rose Family (Rosaceae),
Apples (malus),
Raspberries (rubus),
Strawberries (fragaria).
Having a morning chat,
In awe to see the blooming of their cousin,the rose,
Their leaves trembling with joy.
Roses are red my love,
So are their cousins Prunus,
Plums and cherries,
Red as fresh blood,
Nodding in the gleaming sun.
What a get-together!
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
One tear says all,
99% a spectrum of emotions.
Salmabanu Hatim Sep 2018
Have you seen a tree weep,
Not tears from it drop,
But, real blood.
Since 1200 years ago on the day of Ashura,
The day of martyrdom of Imam Hussain at Kerbala,
Mourns a big old fir tree,
In the Zarabad village,near the Ghazwin city in Iran.
Hussain was brutally martyred,
His head slain and hung on a spear!
Paraded  through the streets of Kufa,
So he could save Islam.
This fir tree, in the morning of Ashura performs a miracle,
It sheds tears of blood,
Which trickle down from its branches and leaves.
It's not paint or water colour,
For the drops smell of blood.
If a tree can mourn Hussain,
How can we be left out,
On that day tens of thousand gather around the tree to mourn Hussain,
Many critically ill come for sole purpose to be cured by the holy blood.
With Hussain's death truth prevailed,
Islam prevailed.
The tree is still there in Iran
With one look she can send the most intimate message.
Salmabanu Hatim Apr 2018
She was a dam,
When he made love to her,
The gates opened,
He drowned in her desires.
Love me not only,
Love me and accept me completely,
Don't ask "where" and "why",
Trust me completely.
If you can play on tons of emotions to explore the human soul,then you are an awesome actor.
Salmabanu Hatim Nov 2018
His actions were like his lies,
all honeyed and hollow.
A hope to fill up the emptiness,
a relief,
a longing for something,
a trap,
an obsessive  behaviour,
creates an altered state of consciousness,
Salmabanu Hatim Dec 2018
She fell in love with his personality,
They got married,
Now she had to live with his character.
The alarm bells rang.
She told me
I was young, handsome,tall,
well sculpted and brave,
She worshipped  me,
She had blinds over her eyes,
She was not my Aphrodite.
I was not her Adonis,
I fled.
I am lazy,
I am afraid of cockroaches,
I snore a lot,
I love to watch football on T.V,
I sometimes forget to leave the toilet sit up,
In short, I  have flaws,
I am human, not a God.
born not unto her
grew up into mummy's heart
bond greater than blood.
At a Candy Shop
Needed a smart salesperson,
Good pay,
From:9:00am to2:00pm
            3:00pm to6:00 pm
Should be DIABETIC.
Be respectful and use soft words to your mothers who taught you to speak.
If you can't beat them,
join them.
I woke up early in the morning,
I bent,
I twisted,
I gyrated,
I jumped up and down,
After half an hour I was sweating,
At last I had my leotards on,
That was enough of aerobics for me.
This is not fair,
No one is here to care,
You want me to climb up and down,
On my own.
What if I fall?
Darling, what if you ascend all,
Start with one step, at a time with one foot,
Then slowly the next boot.
Don't think there's no way out,
Believe in yourself without a doubt,
Soon, you will be flying,
With happiness  cheering and laughing.
Aged I may be,
But I am not old,
I am still awesome.
Salmabanu Hatim Oct 2018
I am ageing,
It's just a number,
The number of candles have increased on my birthday cake.
I have got heavier,
The width of my waist has increased,
There are wrinkles where my smiles were,
I pole dance with the safety bar in the bathtub,
Every time I cough or sneeze my radiator leaks,
My exhaust backfires,
I tend to forget,
I am not perfect,
But, I don't care.
I have become more compelling,
I am more silent,
More wiser , more smiling,
With greater intuition.
My mind is a fountain of  youth,
I am fun,
I am now background music,
I am soothing
My family and their friends connect to me,
I fuel their soul,
They feel safe.
I may be an old model but my engine still runs smoothly.
In childhood you play with your toys and hold them close to your heart.
In youth there is one thing on your mind; the opposite ***,
You spend your time and money on them.
In middle age you devote your life on your children till they grow up and move out.
In old age there is you unable to do what you could do before,
Spiced with illnesses and weak mobility.
Now you live with AIDS:
Medications and First Aid,
Sensory Aids,
Mobility Aids,
Toileting Aids,
And Care Aides.
Beware of a woman who is
Silent and Smiling
She is lethal.
not the climate change
nor the nuclear weapons
beware of A.I.
A I artificial intelligence.They will become masters
Salmabanu Hatim Jul 2018
I yearn to drown into the deep pools of his gentle blue eyes,
I want to dive into the depths of his beautiful soul,
I hunger to taste his firm lips on me,
Get lost in our desires,
That is where I am alive.
And hang on to every precious moment of it.
Since you left I am only breathing.
Be satisfied with what you have,
Do not envy others with what they have and feel bitter,
What you perceive  can be something else.
My choice,
Not a hindrance as some believe,
It should be my content not my attire to measure the parameter of my work.
in a dark alley
lovers kiss in a corner
street dog is on guard.
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