"rokh" poems
Saturday
21 nov 2015
Zindagi ka har khwaab pure **
Wo zaruri nahi hota,
Khwaishein hai.. bahut saare.. humarae dil me,
Jo toote khwaab jaise.
Adure khwaab … adure khwaishein jaise,
Jo kabhi kisi ke liye maye ne nahi raheta,
Or shayed mere liye bhi nahi…
Ya dar ne humko rokh rakha hai.
Janjiron ne humko baandh rakhi hai…
Jaane kya pata hum kabhi janjiron se nikal payenge bhi ya nahi…!
Kahete hai waqt hum sabko badal deti hai,
Shayed hume bhi…!
Kya hum kabhi humare toote khwaab…
Khwaishiyon ko puri kar bhi payenge bhi…
Ye fhir… sab aduree hi rahe jayegi…
Ye toh waqt hi humko batayega..!
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 3:28 AM UTC
In the Nahi house, they wed in nineteen ninety seven
Chilly and brisk on an Autumn day,
it was hard to know it on the inside,
their faces glowing like that of heaven
Rokh & Nahi, looking of young Hollywood,
a beauty in a photo
resembling one of Nahi's mom and pop's,
my sister T figuring it would
No thought in their guests' minds,
this is not going good
Intimate, lively, and buzzing the atmosphere,
People happily conversing, many one on one
I overheard big brother joking with Nahi about you're gonna get some
I wonder now what were the parents, one of Rokh's high in the skies
feeling
as they witnessed the coming together of their young daughter and their young son
Echoing Grand Nahi,
Bryan would say,
You're not two people
Now, you are one
In these modern times,
many married couples don't last
because of their self centeredness and superficiality
Hopefully in each other,
RokhNahi have found peace and tranquility,
not to mention, namaste
This twosome's souls,
sweet as Nokesville's Pumpkin Pie
and that I can assure you, is the truth and no lie
A wedded pair I can understand
because their love is still saying, Yes, we'll make it land
Like the communion between lovely, white doves,
I'm guessing in their rural nest, there's little push and shove
Mr. & Mrs. a many years,
one tarot card's telling
a contentful matrimony with few tears
Surely in their twenty three year span,
they've been tempted to eat from the forbidden tree
with all of its lustful allure and ornaments calling Rokh or Nahi
Their commitment to God stronger than their commitment to each other
has kept them from dropping to a level of single me,
and Wow, from falling, two apples quickly from the tree
Twenty three years, I'll always be right there
Two kids later,
we think they'll make it to their rocking chairs
Happy Anniversary, onward to planet Mercury
These going strong astronauts are traveling fast,
Allah willing, they'll continue moving on full blast
RokhNahi twenty three,
a long standing he & she
The road to their future
is complementary, free
and for happily ever after now,
each toast to we
By: Najwa Kareem
Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 7:55 PM UTC