Excited

Mo Cuishle,
    She asked me whom did I had my last crush on… I told your name and said you are the best poet I’ve read in recent times. That raised the question of where can she see your poems. I know you write only once in a while. So I said I will get the poems and came to your site and collected the poems. I will let her know what you said. About that Russian poet… I’ve never heard about  that poet before. Even though I have read a lot of Russian literature translations into English.
      Very exciting day Mo Cuishle, my book cover came and it is going to print next week. It will be released in another 6 to 8 weeks. That’s what I understand now.     
   Alrighty…. I need to get back to the meeting from which I got out saying that, I have an important email to reply. When my PDA started saying. “Doh..The Mail Is Here” hehehe
      
Have a great day dear.


Riaz Ahammed.

Yesterdays-08/15/06

I told in an earlier post that when the turn of this day 08/15/06 comes you will see what I wrote about Sasha again when I met her on Tuesday. I never thought I will write this much but it went on and on and she encouraged me to write more. If you try to read and get a connection between paragraphs you may not find any. As each paragraph stands on its on. The core of it all is the beauty of Sasha. That’s what I am saying. The whole poem is 163 lines long. It was written in approximately two hours. So if you find any glitches, please let me know.

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The cover design of my book “Age Of Survival”.

08/15/06.

Woke up I earlier than the morn,
Traced my dreams and took notes,
Some gave a chill in my mind,
Many filled with faces unknown.

Daytime Angels scratch their head,
What blessing should they bring,
To this man who in poetry, lives,
And daytime passed with mocking smiles,
At the Angels who were perplexed by my boggling mind.

The Angels of evening came with a smile,
Try to tell me stories through whispers of my soul,
Said I “Repeat not these stories unrealistic,
In they I once lost, hunting for a girl who never existed.”

Then the soul to me said.
“The virtual world the spread happy thought,
Go there to see the dark eyed beauty,
Who whispers not but through her eyes speak,
Whispers of her soul you write, recite and joyfully repeat”
“Yeah” I said and to her world I went,
Oh’ the wonder I was in and she made me write,
Verses praising her soul and beauty in rarity found.

“Smiles, greetings, in words and looks,
Calm in sound and gestures that speaks more,
Upon you, I see the special language,
The language of the heart unto mine spoken,
The mystifying beauty well preserved,
Oh, to my mind I say, Gladness is what you are.

“Open O senses, Open up” I said,
When I saw your face like a blooming Orchid,
“With her smile we are all open”, senses, said,
Unknowing to everyone will all remain,
That’s the magic of your beauty,
In calmness of beauty mind and soul you captures,
And holds forever in the ecstasy of passions unknown.

Reality, Oh’ how ugly it can be,
Busy work days, haunting deadlines,
Mind thrives to grow but captive held,
In illusions by wilderness material,
And then came and saw you who released,
A mind from the captivity of that wilderness,
With glow of eyes shown to soul,
And with heart warming smiles purifies,
The ugly realities of all living she knows.

The brightness of sun, gone,
The singing winds far away flown,
The blossoms died and fallen,
And eyes filled as mind emptied,
Oh’ like candle light in flickering seen,
Two glows through dark paths seen,
A warmth felt in the angelic notes played,
One by one desires fulfilled,
Those glows, every second, to the light of passions grew,
And the warmth all over kissed,
Then in surprise, hard I looked,
The glows were from those dark eyes,
The notes played were the words you said… O Sasha.

Artificial are the colors I have seen,
As upon you only one color I’ve seen,
The glow from a world I’ve never known,
Yeah, your beauty so unearthly,
The charm so humanly spread,
With every blink of those eyes, wonderful.

Oh’ no color you need to show,
The beauty in perfection upon you reside,
No colors need to show the world, the beauty of your soul.

The symbol of love you are,
In every theme, love has only one face,
It is the face in bloom that stays forever in my mind,
The face that fills senses and emotions, that’s your face.

Countless are the images in my mind imprinted,
Countless are the dream in my mind born,
Just by seeing your eyes and smile, O Sasha

The tunes of romance I hear,
The truth of romance I see,
The wonder of passions I feel,
In the magnificence of the beauty you show.

Greater the feeling, when the more I see,
As deeper my heart you touch,
With passions from your soul,
There is nothing comparable to you, God created

The depth of your beauty is known,
When from the soul you speak,
True passion is known,
When upon your eyes I look,
Yours is the beauty mankind always welcome,
As the greatest blessing of all time,
Then we all will sleep,
Forever in dreams about you.

In the simplicity of that dress you hide,
But the beauty shown from the depth of your soul,
Lovely you remain in every color,
And the complexity of life forgotten,
In every move you make,
As angelic blessings finds its path through you.

Drag along O my body, drag along,
As with her, senses and mind sings,
And every dream dances in the beauty she shows,
As every dream of mine born from that beauty, enchanting.

Your beauty spreads like milkyway,
Far, far away, still brightens up the dark,
Where resides billions of stars, in wonders unknown.

Oh’ around me I see clouds covering the sun,
And the cool of the coming fall wrapping me,
With your smile you shower more light than the sun,
Through your words you warm up my heart.

Water in tides flowing,
And over the waves I see the gloomy sun diving,
The beauty of nature fails to impress,
When to the tunes from heart you dance,
Such was the beauty you spread,
Where senses dissolve into verses of love.

The dark clouds wrap me with the dark of night,
The wind cooling down after the warmth of the evening,
And through my mind your beauty spread,
Brightening every bit of dark that wraps around,
Dancing with the wind around.

Oh’ how wonderful God’s creations are,
Everything for a reason born, live and die,
When seeing you I understand,
The only reason I was born for,
To see and enjoy such perfect, poetic creation of God.

Oh with every move my mind you fill,
With dreams unseen by mankind,
The living legend you are,
The fulfillment of every dream I see…

Remember you I will Oh’ you my dear,
Even when to the silent lands I will travel,
Remember every move,
Remember every words,
But that smile still will give a glow,
Glow of life through my life to eternity.

Oh’ if I were a tune, only in your mind I will be born,
Only through your lips I will be sung,
If I were a verse, only in your mind I will be inspired,
Only in your words I will be weaved,
As the beauty in perfection you are.

Little by little, I know you more and more,
Even when in the middle of the crowd,
In my mind your image grows,
Oh’ such was the sensation of your beauty,
As my mind will sure end as your face.

Oh’ my mind the completion of the perfection,
Of every beauty upon her you see,
See the end of all beautiful things,
See her and absorb, as perfect verse is all she inspire,
As there is no better image to look and be inspired.

The summer wiped away the spring,
Now the warm days of summer fades away too,
As the chilled drops of fall, all around me fall,
But scent and colors of spring and the warmth of summer,
Oh’ everlasting they live upon the beauty of yours Sasha.

Every time a poem is read, new meanings come in mind,
Every time a painting is seen, newness of a masterpiece is seen,
Every time upon you I look, a new poem is born,
Every time upon you I look, colors of star light paint new images,
Images of heavens dipping the brush in my mind,
As the beauty of yours became,
The essence of my mind, O Sasha.”

Tired I were not when she went away,
As in the ecstasy of my verse work I flown,
Oh’ night I’ve known not in her enchantment,
And out of it all came when the blessing I felt,
Of morning Angels in fairness from the east came.

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Yesterday-08/14/06

Here again are verses written looking at Lika. The whole thing took only an hour for me to write. She is a terrific girl who can transform everyone with a smile. True character in emotions expressed through gestures, smiles and of course her magnificent eyes.

08/14/06.

The morning like a child back to school walked in,
Happiness of freshness expressed,
Dull moments of leaving the resting time absorbed,
Oh’ I stood watching the moment telling myself,
“Look around dear mind look around,
As the morning is bright but still lingers.
Is the sadness of some lost love.
Don’t yourself fall into moments of despair,
Past can only remain a moment before,
And future can only stay a step ahead,
In this moment the past you should relive,
The future in dreams you should build.”

The morning with gratitude unknown, I bade farewell,
Remembering many of my own verse in laziness,
I reached my work where my favorite programs waited,
Oh’ they consumed my mind and all thoughts,
The busy day rushed with everything material,
But by four a breather I took,
And remembered these verse I wrote,
About the beauty and my amazement about her.

“Oh’ in these days your eyes and smile I missed,
And cursed I every moment without your smile, passed,
With those smiles, enchantment of life in purity spread,
In those smiles the passion of this poet reside,
And when that smile and eyes I see,
Forever in the sweetness of happiness I thrive.

Seeing those eyes are like seeing dreams never ending,
Each moment holds a lifetime of pleasure,
Each blink of those eyes takes a breath of mine to eternity,
They weave verses that echoes,
Echoes into the hearts of everything that loves.

Upon your forehead the glow of love I see,
Upon your nose the cherishment of passions I see,
In your words the echo of a fulfilled romance I hear,
Oh’ beauty I see, I hear and in every move of mine
You fill in my life as life’s fulfillment.

Passions of a kind unfelt before, I feel,
Verses of a kind unheard in my mind I weave,
Such is the inspiration you are,
Oh’ my mind watch what sight delivers,
Oh’ my mind listen to what sound echoes,
Oh’ my heart, open you remain,
For the beauty from her heart to you express,
And to the tip of my tongue deliver,
For me to write verses of love,
Lovers in future will recite and love a little more.

The gladness of my heart I can’t speak,
As mind and senses left me to absorb the beauty of yours,
The happiness of the senses I feel,
As deep inside they engrave the beauty of you,
So unimaginable, into you my senses dissolve

Oh’ lucky stars in competition will bless,
Angels with vengeance fight,
And me with hope will always write,
The praise of you beauty I will write,
The beauty the lucky stars will bless,
And your face Angels will try to steal.”

Myself and my thoughts of poetry I gathered,
As evening danced away listening to my mind,
One more night with the my singing and dancing soul I spent,
Sleepless, yet worth remembering those moments with her,
Lika, sure holds the feelings of beauty my mind feels.

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Yesterdays-08/13/06

I waited for this day to come when I can see Lika… or to say in a decent way, the Eyes Of Lika. One may think what is so special about those eyes. Read the poem it will tell you what those eyes can inspire this poet to write.

08/13/06.

Remarkable, but realistic, the day born,
Not to write even a line, to the poet I told,
As the morning in all beauty looked,
At my sleepy face with puffed up eyes.

Not tiredness or nature’s beauty can replace,
The wonderful face I saw and kept in mind,
Lika Oh’ my nights and days, you consume,
Leaving dreams in a mind that sprout out verse.

Recited I these lines when the wood pen wrote,
Feeling her soul up close to my heart.

“Unexplainable.

Oh’ undefined remained every thing I felt,
Until those beautiful eyes I saw,
Then in the glow of your beautiful eyes defined,
Every feeling deep in my heart I felt and feel.

Afraid I was about the oceans deep,
But those eyes in their beauty and glory erase,
Every fear of those lightless depths,
As those eyes opens a soul bright and deep,
Where treasures of pure love resides.

Words from the depths of your soul you say,
Oh’ every time my mind they sway,
Always will look upon those flowery lips of yours,
Where the wisdom of pure beauty dances,
In the beat of your heart, that purifies every soul.

The enjoyment upon your face I see,
When in that enjoyment with joy I sing,
May all the blessings of life shower upon you,
And may in the depths of your heart happiness begin,
The journey through which, humanity be blessed.

Far back in my younger days,
Upon a valley thousands of dancing dahlias I saw,
All these years in my mind that image I kept.
Oh’ those images faded away when I saw,
When with happiness from your soul,
A smile upon your lips blossomed.

Scattered and wild became nature’s beauty,
As by humanity in everyway that beauty savaged,
Oh’ when you first opened your eyes,
All beauty of nature in unity spread,
From that pure glow in your eyes, I see.

Even if thousands of lines of praise I write,
Unexplainable still remain your true self,
All these words in verse I weave,
May these garland you right now and ever after.”

The evening garlanded me with colorful views,
The night mellowed hearing me recite,
Those lines of verse and the night fell asleep,
And the poet and me sat on the couch awake,
Watching the night snoring through howls of an owl.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM

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Yesterdays-08/12/06

I am posting a set of poems. There were poems written about these days. Due to an unavoidable circumstance, I needed to get rid of those poems. So these are praising the beauty of some girls I know. They are amazing people I came to know over the internet. They are not bad people they also have ‘unavoidable circumstances’ so many things they do may not be good at all. Still the humans inside are clearly known when one really looks at their eyes.

This is the first of the poems I wrote watching Alexandra, short form of that is Alexa that is said as Sasha. Creativity is the best part of this girl. Read the poem to know what she is. This poem is written in pieces and later joined together. Praising the beauty was the aim in writing it. So the core theme is the girl not events or situations but the structure of Yesterdays poems remain.

08/12/06.

Out of my sleep I wandered,
Bright light and the modest wind welcomed,
Me to a weekend with beauty of its own filled.

Left the reality around to the virtual,
And in there as long as I can I stayed,
Oh’ a day lived in many ways by humanity,
I chose my way in perfect loneliness.

Then through the web of the world she came,
Sasha the dark haired, dark eyed beauty,
Upon her face the poet looked
And about her beauty in his own way he wrote.

“The weather so hot and mind in disarray,
The day in the heat melting even bones,
Oh’ in the tiredness here I sit,
A cool breeze in my mind I felt,
All through my body spreading is the feeling,
The feeling I feel when watching your smile.

The triumph of a knight I feel,
When heard those words of yours,
The glory of a saint I feel when these verse I write,
Verses that praise the beauty of yours,
Beauty of the words and deeds blended,
In the color of yours eyes and softness of your skin.

A silhouette of an angel in a dream I saw,
And the heat and noises disturbed my dream,
Sad I felt when incomplete the dream left,
That silhouette became real in perfection,
When I saw an image of charm and beauty exceptional,
The image is your face, Sasha.

Countries and continents I traveled,
Faces of all kinds I saw,
To relive those moments many beauties memories kept,
Those moments and memories into one face dissolved,
When I saw your face with essence filled,
Essence of everything beautiful I saw.

Darkness and light, Oh’ meaningless they are,
When the glory of your charm upon nature spread,
Your charm beyond every boundary extends,
And heals every wound of the broken hearts,
For the sight of such beauty, I thank you God.”

The poet never goes astray,
When beauty of her kind smiles,
The poet never slept, even though the body snored.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM

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Yesterdays-08/11/06

I am posting a set of poems. There were poems written about these days. Due to an unavoidable circumstance, I needed to get rid of those poems. So these are praising the beauty of some girls I know. They are amazing people I came to know over the internet. They are not bad people they also have ‘unavoidable circumstances’ so many things they do may not be good at all. Still the humans inside are clearly known when one really looks at their eyes.

I wanted this day to be over as soon as possible, I hate working on Fridays. Well… money the root of all evil is needed for material survival.  So I was at work and all through that day I was thinking about the poem I wrote. Lika again. The wonderful Lika and her talks in broken English. It is truly a pleasure looking at those eyes and smile. That’s what this poem is all about. Said that… there will be poems like this coming up. Yesterday I saw another girl. This is a blast from the past… I know this girl over the internet for nearly a year and half. She unlike Lika, speaks good English. Her name is Alexandra. When the turn of Yesterday comes you can see what she inspired me to write. Just by looking at her, in about an hour and half I wrote nearly a 100 lines praising the beauty of her face. That’ me… I only look at the face, smile and eyes, even if the girl go butt naked, because, I am poet, not a monster sex maniac. I seek to see beauty not nudity. I listen to the soul not the blabbering of the lusty talks.

Read.

08/11/06.

Dragged my mind from dark dreams that haunted,
And to the mind I said to remember,
The wonderful face and soul nights before I saw,
And remember what in the language of heart I wrote.
And in the rhythm of the heart senses sung,

“From My Heart.

Waited I to see those eyes,
Waited I to see that smile,
Even when many faces passed me by,
Remembered I this beauty from memory.

Every emotion I’ve ever felt,
Anger, Sadness and Frustration,
All turn to pure passion that brings out poetry,
Such was your beauty Oh’ my darling.

In my days of innocence I thought,
What a miracle a rainbow is,
Now I know it is a reality of an illusion,
The illusion of the magnificence of light,
Oh’ how many wonders and miracles turned out to be,
The absolute perfection created,
And with beautiful illusions delivered,
I learned that lesson of truth,
When upon that face I looked,
When your eyes shown the beauty of your soul,
When your smiles of love blessed my soul.

Silent, silent O silent remain soliloquy,
Let me listen to the speech of a heart,
No alphabets, words or sentences weaved,
Only heart beats spoke to the mind,
Soul to soul when you spoke,
That upon your eyes dances with glow,
And float into the depths of a soul,
Soul that went astray,
Soul disowned and ignored,
That soul is my soul, which you caressed,
With beauty of your own soul.

A picture speaks a thousand words,
Every word you say paints a thousand images,
Images that paint in my mind,
And the essences of all senses merge,
To weave these words of praises in verse,
Words that paints your beauty in every mind,
Those words in the language of my heart,
A language in romance and love,
The world will feel ever after.”

Oh’ Lika, see you in real I may not,
But these verse in my mind sprouted,
Will soothe my mind with visions,
Vision with your face, eyes and smile, filled,
Even after the end of time.

Recited again and again my own verses,
What time was it I don’t remember,
When a dream about those eyes took me to flight,
In my sleep where I remained in smiles.

 

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Yesterdays-08/10/06

I love Thursdays for no particular reasons at all. My dad loved them too, my religious uncle used to love it too.  We used to pray after sunset during Thursday together. Now I am all alone, my uncle beat my dad by dying earlier. They were both great men, very strong morally and physically. Their influence in making me think very freely was amazing. I truly miss them. Those guiding hands, soft speaking nature and patience.

  This poem was not about them at all. It was a just another day. Nothing to remember about that Thursday. Still on Friday I wrote this poem about what I thought through the day.

 

08/10/06.

 

Hand in hand with the wind came, light,

They danced, they hugged, they kissed,

And forever in love they drowned,

Yeah, into my mind, through my eyes the light came,

Into my ear, the wind sung a lullaby.

 

“Oh’ what a morning” said I, when upon the bed I rolled,

Never ending was not the bed, I learned,

When fell down on to the floor,

Squeezing my back, I walked into the toilet,

And squeezing my back I walked out all refreshed.

 

Named the day, the day of the fall,

As slowly, the day peeled away,

Where did the remnants go, I don’t know,

Past is a monster that consumes and in mocking smiles,

Nothing can be done but to move away and be hunted.

 

The evening in routine came in and fell pray,

To that monster past like a relentless serpent haunts,

The future Oh’ dark it looks now with night comes,

Through the window as usual I looked,

And to my fate asked “Is there a star out there,

That sheds light from the future back at me?”

Silence spreads fear, so I the radio I turned on,

Listening to the hard rock songs, I welcomed,

The darkness into my soul that adopted,

Me for the night, and not knowing, how many nights more.

 

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Thank you very much.

Mo Cuishle,


    You are right, she said it in a very decent way. Anyway even I was not feeling comfortable with a 90lbs girl who is 5ft 1in tall hehehe.


  Now visiting mysites… go ahead and visit my site whenever you have the urge for it, or craving for it. I don’t sell ice creams in my site though…lol…


  Thanks a million for the best wishes…. I will never forget it. And may be it is because of the best you wished she went away all by herself, than me telling her to go away.


  I hope you are driving around your moms car, she once told me you are planning to buy it from her. Whatever, be careful… when driving over 100/mph. hehehe.


 


Enjoy dear… a car will change your life forever.


 


Riaz Ahammed.

Yesterdays-08/09/06

It was a wonderful Wednesday, lots of thoughts, many times felt disappointed, many times smile from inside. Days like this once in a while comes. Poetic they are, as the dreams they leave and magnificent. Read the poem, but keep in mind, this is just a bead in a long rosary.

 

08/09/06.

 

Oh’ the morning star to see those eyes lingered,

The truth of life I see in the morning brightened,

When her face in every corner of the mind decorated,

The star faded away stealing a dream about her I saw,

Reciting my verses, with her, in my mind I wrote,

That star was my lucky star, now meaningless,

As every luck and blessing of mine you have become.

 

The waking up I wrote and thought and again I wrote,

The silky sunlight became silky upon your skin,

When that reflects and upon me it lands,

Oh’ the feeling of embraces in my mind fills,

And sizzles through every vein in me,

And sun in pride another mellow ray fires,

As he exists only to show me your face.

 

Way to work, about her more I recited,

As step by step close to my heart her soul I felt,

A wonder of romance is born,

With every breath in thought of her.

 

Silent remained the evening,

The calm unknown to this mind these days,

In the depth of my mind a whisper I felt,

Deep from a soul with sincerity filled,

Oh’ captured I am in the bounds of love,

And the dark web around, away they stayed,

From the brightness of my soul in love.

 

“Time to dream” I said, when upon to the bed I jumped,

No tiredness felt as mind carried the body,

But before I entered the dream lands I said,

“Oh’ never ever existed for me the love of her in real,

Only in dream land she ever roamed,

To you I come who in real never showed up,

For you I live faceless in real, poetic in virtual,

Give me the face of love once at least in real”.

 

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Bad News

Mo Cuishle,


      For the first time your blessing did not worked for me. Haha… I am not sad or feeling bad. It took couple of months of communication for Maria to come to this conclusion. I know it was going south so I held on to the poems and let her make that choice. It just did not happen at all. Then I wrote to her what all things that can go wrong. One of the reasons she said really pissed me off but still I keep no anger. She was knowing that I am a Muslim way earlier and none talked about marriage at all so far. The second reason sounded silly from a 23 year old. Understand this… she started this relationship asking me am I interested in a short lean girl…. hehehe Here is the copy of the last email.


 Dear Riaz!
 
Your email made it absolutely clear to me that I have no right to hold  you. You need someone with whom you can build long -term relations. I’m not the one you need for a number of reasons. First, we won’t be able to get married as we belong to different religions. Nothing can be done about it.  Second, I’m too immature and inexperienced. I can give you nothing I can only take. This is not good for ideal relationships. I do care about you that’s why I say : move on. I’m really sorry. I should’ve told you this earlier. But I was infatuated with you and let my feelings carry me too far. Now the voice of reason tells me that I should let you go. You are an  extaordinary person and you deserve happiness which I cannot give you.  I’m sure you will find your love, darling.
 
Best wishes, Maria


Anyway thank you very much for the blessings and that wonderful comment. Your visit may be an accident as I know you won’t deliberately wake me up. You probably might’ve clicked on the pictures I posted. But still it felt good hearing from you. Thanks again.


Riaz Ahammed.


 


 

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