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May 17, 2010 9:31 PM

Gone By Days.

Gone By Days.

The golden feathers of a bird in the spring sunshine glittered,
Oh’ upon her soft feathers wind glided,
Alone she rested and in thoughts maybe,
About the flight when summer warmth in air dance,
And in the cold morning of the fall fly,
Through the falling leaves low,
The ones once were green and large and gave,
Shelter and cover from mother nature’s wrath.
Then about the migration paths to find,
Leaving the howling winds and the piercing frost,
When to the southern thin and warm air fly,
But nothing down south can comfort,
Like the big green leaf’s touch,
When the piercing sun rays of the late summer noon binds,
When rain down comes and upon the leaf and splash,
And under it when with soaked feathers sit,
With nudging little ones for cover squeaking,
Yet another season unfolding,
Yet another set of events to come,
So much dynamism,
So much fascination,
Yet, results of events and actions,
Same as gone by days.

January 19, 2008 5:36 PM

A New Life

I don’t know how life works. It got the strangest waysand one likes it or not there are ways one must pass. Then in thoseways one will see many things some can only come to a certaindistance then one must leave it for something new.

Enjoy the weekend everyone.

ANew Life.

The echoes of a lost love rumbled,
As the beauties walked away in parades,
Consuming the spring and summer of alife,
But the parades in their own misstepsfailed.

The dragging of the mind from thedepths felt,
And gladness from deep sleep slowlywoke,
The feeling of the fall winds allaround felt,
And life in the cold drizzles soaked.

Who came from where, eyes scanned,
What words heard ears in stiffnesslistened,
Nothing known to five sense felt,
And life just left in shadows,perplexed.

Oh’ you Angel, the Angel of heartbeats,
It is your naughtiness nature carries,
You the one upon the rays of morningsun comes,
Coloring the colorless, brightening thedark, mind.

The magic of your love so magnificent,
Turning every drop of drizzle tokisses,
Turning every dying leaf to scentedblossoms,
Defeating the mindless thoughts of lostlove.

The warmth of you love so spectacular,
In those glowed the tilted earth,
And at the end of the year felt thesummer warmth,
Mind deeper and deeper dragged, intothe ocean of love.

Oh when in your hug you hold mind andbody,
Sprouting from the depths of your soul,love,
Merging soul into your soul andweaving,
With forgotten dreams, the cloak of anew life.

©RIAZAHAMMED.COM

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January 17, 2008 3:57 PM

About The First Romantic Feelings.

Things changed over night, the Indian company out but the client came for me. A little more money and breathing space to find a job in the exact place I wanted to be. So it is good news.
Not a lot going on other than watching all these politicians attacking each other and finding justifications in attacking. Then come and hug and kiss all in the name of democracy. The last I heard about real democracy, I think it is the peoples will the politicians must implement. Now this is a collective dictatorship we have, the one democratic part is we all get mesmerized by the non stop ads by various candidates. I watched them all and felt at one point or the other that this guy is good, the I heard another guy I felt this guy is good, Then the lady was good then I went full blown crazy and threw the remote away. After half and hour I took the remote and started watching ESPN. I addicted to T.V now.

The poem, I recently was thinking what makes people love each other. Total strangers come together see, talk, learn about each other and have good understanding that fills in their life love they may enjoy the rest of their lives. Then I thought what do I know about it. When was it, who was the girl on the other side. Then I thought about what many of my friends and colleagues told me about that first moment of love. It is a very important moment in a human life. Many just forget it….because they are probably way too young to record it in their memory in the explosion of hormones, emotions and passion. Most retrace that moment like I did. Then there are those who keep it the rest of their life. These thought made me write this poem

Enjoy.

AboutThe First Romantic Feelings.

The beauty of the coconut palms and sea blended,
Into the depths of rivers, lakes and canals,
Where every step from the depth of soul spread,
Into the life and in turn life in that little heartfilled,
Love for everything alive in soliloquy known to none.

The school days with arts and music filled,
And evenings between the page of books spent,
The glow upon that face everyone known,
The glow of a wonderful soul in innocence grew,
And none known, as in the comfort of his own loveforgot,
Mind filling with poetry of love the world may know.

On an evening when he left bat and ball,
And walked through the narrow alleys just in thought,
Imaginations took every step in directions unknown,
Oh’ he saw her in all her youthful beauty walking by,
Then all imaginations like a kaleidoscopic imageperfected,
The beauty of love in his mind blended and to his veinsfilled,
With all the perfection in everything he learned,
Now become the enjoyment of not just one soul,
But to the soul that learned all he is with one look inhis eyes,
And loved all the perfections he loved too,
The first romantic feelings of two souls, in love meantto be one.

©RIAZAHAMMED

Here I am posting a different song. As the starting of the poem is a little description of the town I was born in India. I thought I will use the music of that town too. This is a song from a movie, this is a dream scene where the local music, traditions in dress and dance form is used.

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October 10, 2006 9:33 PM

Overwhelming Love.

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I have no idea how this poem came to my mind. Maybe it is a wish laying deep in my mind. I wrote it so fast, I just was not knowing how it will end. I think it ended well mmmxs

Overwhelming Love.

Bright, pleasant paths I’ve seen,

With flower bushes beside filled,

Soft and dry, even the bare foot won’t pain,

Oh’ those paths I see,

When upon your eyes I look.

When your smiles blushes my heart,

Those paths become paths to your heart.

To the ground I asked,

What great deed the ground did

For getting your footprints,

And the ground said…

A God given gift for carrying all sinners,

The steps of an angelic beauty,

Caressing and adoring,

For some comfort from all the pain.

Those eyes have the serenity

Of nature in full bloom,

That smile have the sanctity

Of all beauty seen and unseen,

The living will be blessed in joy,

The dead blessed with eternity.

Glad I am in meeting those eyes,

As pleasantness is what those eyes sprout.

To every thought that came to my mind,

Before I said a word about those feelings of mine,

You acknowledged in acceptance all my thoughts.

More than five senses of yours I feel,

The sixth with love of yours filled,

And the love of yours for me overwhelming,

As no more words from my knowledge I can say,

And to return the love so freely you gave,

A lifetime is not enough to fulfill.

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