For our final prompt, we’re featuring Kavyastream, where the final poem is a ghazal translated from Urdu!
Translation of an Urdu nazam….
jab yaad se yaad takraati hai…..
When memories strike,hit heavily the heart
pain flows out from the eyes-what links are these of
soul and spirit,body still,cold,breath on hold-
then they- in love find thought and mind helpless
and seek restfulness for perpetual soul so restless-
maybe then for peace of heart
will walk the one and only path
will think of one writer,a psychopath?
moments of tender care will rise
in visions, then time will apprise
the priceless value of words
the need to express the thoughts
the letter that unites the power of
the pen that writes…
what is the spirit to spirit link
Who is the angel that resides,brings…
a memory and loving memories past
a thought lost but one that lasts
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‘awakened are we to the desires forbidden….asleep are we on the fires we should kindle’
Fires of a different kind rage,some deliberately set some by nature,but mostly by design,such are the times when hatred guile deception reigns,terror strikes without warning Death is all over, famished for spirits,it seems working hard as ordained…but stupor slumber drunkenness greed selfishness supreme, palling the senses, creating rotten states in once green and pure lands…Lethe is in high flood, reaching almost the danger level…more rains are predicted and may the Lord Master shower Mercy….mercy..mercy….He hears us…..there goes thunder…oh it is frightening
Salam Salam I heard the cry for mercy’….why faith is weak tonight?…
Peace Peace to you too…faith faith…got to be strong…trying to be more..well, it is uncertainty,uncertainty that prevails…but I have found a certain feeling a certain calmness…only when….
‘calmness is good’ it comes with obedience…obedience to all..first to the Master then….
‘my parents are no more…Ah I am a parent and a grand parent…myself..yet I keep seeking mine..and not finding them at times..I cry….
pray pray pray in prayer lies calmness and the comfort of the heart and soul’
yes,I saw the news of children dying in Syria..so many…so young…….please say something….please do not be silent..
‘on this I cannot….only the Master knows….best….you know that….
‘yes but it is painful’what can I do, how can we make things better?
just do your duty and that is a lot..check the neighbors, seek needy people nearby if not far….give…give…
‘too much black….magic..magic..jealousy…and ..activity..strange and dangerous….’
it was years ago too when knowledge was revealed …but be not afraid..faith is the key the solution and you have the Book’ take guidance …respect the word of the Master…nothing can harm you if you are right truthful and honest….
I am trying..but why are the rulers …..
they have lost their way…and shall not find it ..if they do not forgive and return and above all repent..repentance…repentance…..
‘I feel the skies have messages..I run to see..and there are eyes in the clouds…looking down….where are the rainbows ?
Rainbows? wait for them..they are hidden for the time being..they are there in the clouds…this is a time of warning..when lightning flashes and thunder crashes..know that it is a warning..turn towards prayer…..
٧ فَإِذَا فَرَغْتَ فَٱنصَبْ 7 When your work is done, turn to devotion. The Soothing’ Verse No 7 and 8 ‘and to your Lord turn for everything….’
I do I try I am trying….I am waiting for the rainbow….’
thunder lightning and rain outside….’
It appeared again,moving,slowly towards the left,across the cupboard door,rising slightly…I looked at the ceiling…it was dark…I looked at the window…it did not reflect any moonlight…there was no opening in the walls from where such a small circular piece of light could pass through…No it was not my imagination…it was real…silent…at a distance…created fear …I half rose on the bed,frozen,eyes glued to the small coin of light…then …it disappeared as it had come…no trace no sound…I was no longer afraid.The room was haunted. I knew. And so I knew so many other things.I am superstitious’ but how did I come to be that? ‘No nail cutting at night’ no cleaning or sweeping the rooms at sunset,the broom is evil,do not leave hair in the comb it may be used for magic against you…throw salt over the shoulder if you spilt some…
O come now,please…you may add…stay quiet at night…and then we may never share our thoughts or give guidance, so how come..such a rare topic so strongly open tonight?
well,it happened at least three times…
now what may that be,please…a cat came in loaded with fleas,the pet dog became ill and passed away in heavy rain,so sad so tragic but Death is a reality…
Oh you know all about the pets…no no it was the flour…while I was making the ‘roti’ I made it whenever there was a need for it or the kids wanted a ‘paratha’ a salty fried roti’ tasty with sauce or omelette or fried egg…a small bit would just fly off and land on the stove or fall down…this happened at least three times and I found myself saying…’O the flour flew’ ‘atta urra’…someone is coming…someone who has been away for years,or someone who has been a captive will be released and will come home…it is not just anyone…it is someone special…this is the belief when a small piece of ‘flour flies and falls off ……
I see and did anyone come?
well, it suddenly dawned on me and I called out loud..see’my friend has come back after 43 years…I had given up…but see…there she was with my photograph,on Twitter with a lovely message of good wishes.’Oh Mom,this can happen without the flour flying…’my daughter expressed her pure opinion- well the flour was telling me something’ …”superstition is like getting a message from nature or through an animal or an object as…spirits are definitely connected in some way and try to communicate…I’ like a dedicated knowledgeable teacher started stating the definition of ‘Superstition and its origins and History…my daughter smiled and walked to the kitchen…lets wait and see
‘is there anyone else you have in mind or heart that may be the one?
yes there is one person …but I will leave all this to Nature and Time…but let me share something that came recently from the Clouds’
The Clouds? there you go again…
No I love Nature and I seek Divinity I seek Master’s messages and I wait…
Oh I know so how do you think I am here…? lets see
hmnn this is your ‘love of knitting and yarn and the sheep’ and the parrot is the pet that kept you company at your daughters home…
well again it is your perception…the fear of doing wrong and awareness of its result…’those who go astray, do not forgive,nor repent must be prepared to face the test’Life has a purpose which must be fulfilled’…a duty to perform…
‘awakened we are to the desires forbidden,asleep we are on the fires we should kindle’
This is the best time of the year to forgive repent and pray for one’s own forgiveness…with my quest in the clouds I am sad and disappointed…but I have my own view of the rainbow…the essence of purity,the grandeur of water,the pinnacle amalgamation of color, the classicism of creation,the spherical microcosm of divinity,the majestic manifestation of beauty …a miniature reflection of the vast boundless magnificence of the Universe…I don’t remember seeing many…now clouds attract me….but climatic conditions have changed extensively, as deforestation has its effects, lakes have dried up…is the Earth getting dry? can’t be…the seas and oceans are full and will be so…but it is all so worrying…where are people going?
to find rainbows I guess...a rainbow is a very rare happening it comes in rain and the sunlight…combining the two…if you have seen a real rainbow you are specially gifted..so keep looking…and praying and forgiving..help the needy..teach and above all ‘Keep Teaching Yourself’ and so to the clouds my wings will take me…
‘The Return’ is for those who wait who have learnt to be patient…who do not seek a reward for what they do but try to do good for …
‘Come to Prayer Come to Success’…Come to Prayer….