The myriad colours of these smiling flowers
are an inspiration to the dreary routine of human life.
Here is an audio visual treat from the creators of “Suroor of the Soul” , me and Shaheen .
Nature with the eternal music and a verse in a soft voice is always a delight! Sharing with you the video of “A BUD” from the pages of ” Suroor of the Soul”.
In written words I respire ,
in spoken I dance!
O ! flying bird !
where doth you perch
beyond the majestic mountains
flows the immaculate ocean of love…
where doth you play
amongst the flora and fauna
the elegant lotus awaits
your transformed persona…
Thousand petals will bloom
when you fly within
touching the horizon and diving deep
O ! thundering clouds!
shower ! rain thy selfless love today!
in pain dances the alluring peacock…
amidst the jungle ,camouflaged
restless is its heart and the storming weather!
gazing at the grey clouds above
it awaits thy ecstatic drizzle
tired feet ,ache
as endless,becomes the terpsichore…
The salve to the dreary feet
whilst it moves to the lilting tunes
is in your drops ,O ! sailing clouds!
The peacock awaits today for your shower!
Will you lend me thy finger
through the path of life
I ,the tender musing
in the desert sands …
grope and pine…
flew the golden particles
with the wind
I ,stuck in the desert,
search for the glow of
the night star…
With intense faith
I secure myself,
As I way through
The stifling storms
whilst the earth appears unchanged
within the mind ,turmoil plays havoc…
in the echoes of silence
resonates the music
contemplates the soul
the actions of
I, as whole …
walks the human
on the path given
as directed by
his conscience and Divine…
Enjoy the video trailer of the book” Suroor of the soul” which was recently launched at Delhi.
The book is now available on Flipkart ,especially for the Indian readers! Order a copy and enjoy the journey of “Suroor”.
Did the morning dawn knew
I was wide awake the previous night
searching for the luminescent light
that which illumines me forever….
How come then the sun rose
Earlier than ever
My Lord must have noticed
my fumbling in the dark
at the odd hours…
HE takes care,HE is concerned,
A thorn pricks me and HE is hurt
So why do then, I be afraid
Of the long tedious unseen desert
When HE showers the rain of love
When I’m lost and falling with thirst….
This morning dawned
earlier than ever…
HE hath sent the Sun to me,
to guide me through the obscure
and motivate me in every endeavor
infusing strength and vigour…
Of precious gems and stones sparkling Lay a rough unpolished piece Amidst the glitters of the world It existed silently. Whilst in the dust,others shone Some red,rubies,some green emeralds, Sapphires too dazzled on the ground In the uneven and unclean world. The blunt rough stone with piercing corners And pointed edges None knew it was the toughest amongst all Lying mutely even in situations hazard.. Everyone who glanced upon the same Would turn around and look for a name It instead observed every step That they traced and left unkempt… Having seen the world and earth so crude It thought of paving a new way profound Walked it on the untrodden path Amidst the chaos and unseen wars Abrasive steps shone its skin Erosion cleared the rubble within With umpteen sharp bends it dazzled and shined Being polished naturally By winds of time… And now it stood like a gem in the crown Glittering more than the real ones around Who were born as the precious stones This was borne to be the peerless one.