Awakening
Ageing, I stand on the silken golden desert sand.
A deep breath I take as this vast wonderland
Trembles with turbulence, metals all around.
Caved in by greed and variable confusion found.
Recollecting memories stored with care, tenderly
In the back of a playground mind so preciously
Though grown in separate ways, grown not apart
A beautiful stunning awakening, stealing my heart
A 'chance' again our paths meet so unexpectedly
Childhood days shared carefree and so briefly
Oceans away hearts did not dim nor lose track
Emotions stirred and makes a gentle come back
A friendship blossoms, now so trusting strong.
With the sweetest fragrance of feelings born.
The towering strength you did so kindly lend.
Flowered serenity, hopes, cant quite comprehend.
The journey, oh so long, tiring almost at an end.
Exquisite, like no other, a treasure, the best of friends.
Distance, seas away we remain and may meet not
Hearts, minds now connected, and forget me not.
The curtain soon fall, leaving a stage, lost and bare
Remember 'dearest all' great to know, best of friends care!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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WM Saleem Clan....Memories Special
The sun so bright, the feel of golden sands with me.
My ageing eyes, towering buildings sand dunes I see
I view the desert as memories slip into days gone by,
Feelings deeply stirred, of my ‘WM Saleems’ I heavily sigh.
The sandy grains murmur a beauty, all my family holds,
Smell the air of desert breath, precious thoughts unfold.
Runs through gently on the playground of a withering mind
Decades, distance between oceans seems naught, I find
Strength blossoms as beautiful as the radiant flowers
With beauty liberty dignity and grace with dawning hours
Days of childhood, fun laughter treasured, deep seated
Voices sweet masterly the divine words kindly repeated
Memories of parents aunties uncles cousins once more.
Keeps rushing back like the foamy waves to the sea shore,
A family, the purest diamonds that sparkle bright
Moving along life's journey with the wondrous light
Days with starry skies, with smashing sweetest smile
Garlanding with fragrance for a lavish life style.
WM Saleem family of season and reasons of all times
United we stand despite the knolls of the chimes.
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Melting Melodious Moment Of The Past
The sun so bright, the feel of golden sands with me.
My ageing eyes, towering buildings sand dunes I see
I view the desert as memories slip into days gone by,
Feelings deeply stirred, of my ‘WM Saleems’ I heavily sigh.
The sandy grains murmur a beauty, all my family holds,
Smell the air of desert breath, precious thoughts unfold.
Runs through gently on the playground of a withering mind
Decades, distance between oceans seems naught, I find
Strength blossoms as beautiful as the radiant flowers
With beauty liberty dignity and grace with dawning hours
Days of childhood, fun laughter treasured, deep seated
Voices sweet masterly the divine words kindly repeated
Memories of parents aunties uncles cousins once more.
Keeps rushing back like the foamy waves to the sea shore,
A family, the purest diamonds that sparkle bright
Moving along life's journey with the wondrous light
Days with starry skies, with smashing sweetest smile
Garlanding with fragrance for a lavish life style.
WM Saleem family of season and reasons of all times
United we stand despite the knolls of the chimes.
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Thankyou For Being the Best!
Thank you to the most wonderful friends....
as dark shadows may soon approach, , ,
you will always be the best ever more...
The best of friends do dwell deeply in one's heart
Ships, airplanes and trains can never keep the feelings apart
Emotions shared across the vast skies unconditionally
Souls gently connect forever in hearts with fragrance tenderly,
In that moment in time, the effect blossoms so undoubtedly.
Unspoken sweetness, words fail to express its divinity.
Memories special, designed with variable joys and sorrows
To awaken the hopes of a beautiful melodious, the tomorrows
So sacred the mysterious glow of every breathtaking sunrise
Unravels the deepest thought, cherishes the bond, the ties..
Paving the road that leads to a soothing peace and serenity
With good grace embracing the gifted days till eternity!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Diary...of a Travellers Mind
A Diary Of A Travellers Mind
The world is a stage... where we perform an act,
and then to situations we blindly hastily react.
When our share is done we have played our part,
Either by breaking or mending a tattered heart.
Our childhood playmates with time all drifted away,
The shrinkng world bring them back some way.
Childhood memories come to tenderly play,
Innocent days of joy that never slipped away,
Sharing a smile that is extended so generously.
Wiping away controlled tears now flow effortlessly,
The many a tears and fears soon will see its end.
......when to the angels call our soul will lend,
The best we make, with sweet fragrance it must be
To the values of life which should be a priority...
Memory is a special diary that we carry in our hearts
so warm and gentle and wish it will never part,
Of the Wonder Years we shared with friends, loved ones
A treasured journey under God's glorious golden sun
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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As Fourteen He Touches!
Mother’s day’ and came a gentle voice with innocence so manly...
‘Biggy thank you for loving me’ his heart spoke so lovingly’
and Of course its my best ‘gem’ rare, he is my wonderful grandson
A gift a real blessing, a heavenly strength under god’s son
A grandson is a joy the greatest treasure from the sky above.
As His thoughtfulness, concern special is filled with sincere love.
Gracefully he’s grown, a young adult a big man, my teenager!
As the precious memories replay of those inescapable stages.
Of sticky gentle hands wrapped around me in a warm embrace.
His variable fears and his innocent tear streaked messy face.
Bundle of happiness ‘I recall’ holding him in my then strong arms.
Twinkling eyes, face aglow, filled my heart with much charm.
The golden glow of bright sunshine he filled each dawning day.
A guiding light, successfully never failed to shine all the way.
And Today I awake to see, now taller than me, a handsome man
As he touches fourteen holding my ageing and wrinkling hand.
Spreading a rainbow of happiness to everything in sight.
Smiling away many a sorrows to make the tomorrows bright.
A Journey into the past, recollecting dreams that did not unfold.
Many pleasant days we share of the same path that I once strolled
My silent audience, the best treasure, my pride and contentment.
With expressions of the same melody that as teens I once did find..
With haunting words that keep echoing in the background of my mind.
And Today dawns with hopes dreams which will soon be a memory.
With a b'day spirit to be cherished with a beautiful harmony....
Happy b'day my handsome knight. as I hold you tenderly in my heart
A sacred bond that has blossomed, will never fade from my heart.
May your days be filled with a serenity and sunshine galore.
A courage that will not desert you and be yours forever more!
The world awaits you impatiently with all its fragrance sweetly...
With Many dreams at your doorstep reach out for quality intelligently!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Seethala Group Sail with Shafeeka Jude 2011
Glad Our Paths Crossed
My dearest friend oh would you ever, ever understand…
That when you stretched your kind, loving and gentle hand
A bond did blossom with a fragrance I cant quite comprehend,
When your companionship you did unconditionally lend.
Into my heart in you came with all that I, was so much in need..
To walk along with me through this land of many a doubt..
A kind hearing you gave and I never felt alone and never out..
Our hearts touched a gift from God that we can never compare
The hours so precious we shared on skype made me feel you care
Now our story will grow with a beauty with every passing hour..
Our conversation always ends with hopes, for a fragrance to flower!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Journal of a Travellers Mind n Heart Jan 2011
A Diary of a Travellers Mind
The world is a stage... where we perform an act.
and then to situations we blindly hastily react.
When our share is done, we have played our part.
Either by breaking or mending a tattered heart.
Our childhood playmates with time all drifted away.
With the shrinkng world, back they came some way.
Childhood memories come with tenderness to play.
Innocent days of joy, that never could slip away.
Shares many a lost smile, extended so generously.
Wiping away, controlled tears that now flow effortlessly.
The tears and all the fears soon will see its end
......when to the angels call our soul will lend,
Make the best of life, with respect, sweetness it must be
To the values of life which should be a great priority...
Memory is a special diary that we carry in our hearts,
Warm and gentle, no careless hands can tear it apart,
Of the Wonder Years we shared with friends, loved ones
A treasured journey under God's glorious golden sun....
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Sonnet: Unexpected Things Tell a Lot
A ride that’s free can surely gladden hearts;
A lift that’s early brings in life, great joy;
Recognition by world improves our arts;
Basket of apples free all will enjoy!
Reward that’s big can gladden sure one’s mind;
Long-lasting friendship surely makes one proud;
Promotion early, to work makes one bind;
Great joy is born when people clap aloud.
What ecstasy is found when old friends meet!
Heart knows no bounds when love is back again;
Heart leaps with joy doing the Herculean feat;
What joy fills farmers hearts when comes the rain!
Happy’s the child seeing the lost dog found;
When God forgives our sins, man is dumb-found!
poem by John Celes
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Farewell....an inevitable parting...
Through these years,
Memories blooming in our mind
We climbed the ladder of knowledge
Leaving childhood behind.
Raising our swords
To o’ercome FEAR
We r now ready.
like a ripened pear.
Farewell my friends!
We go in our own ways,
Sperate they are!
Will we meet again?
We know not for sure!
Is it so easy then,
Curtain of friends
With only memories lingering,
In the world of changing trends.
Farewell my friends!
The time has come,
To become a Shining star in the sky,
So let us not forget,
Each other until we die
And now
With a heavy heart lets say goodbye
poem by Badhri Narayan
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Message from the Sea of Marmarra 2011
From across the oceans we meet old friends..
new friends, a walking miracl...e into my life,
Sharing a world that is shaking, trembling
and a life with a continuous strife,
Words so kind, loving and memories kept
to rise with every stumble, every fall...
A towering strenght to steadilly move on
with confidence dignity and to walk tall.
Now From Marmara/Black seas i send you
to share a few uncertain, but happy hours
With Friends so priceless, smiled into my heart..
with the sweetest fragrance of all the flowers!
Between Eurpoe and Asia Istanbul...with al my love n
(Not forgetting Seda n Derrya/Summer 2011)
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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You Are Always In My Heart
Time brings in...The Separate Ways
Amazingly awesome our journey with no reservation we did share,
Making my life so worthy, through the steps you took with loving care.
The joys, the laughter, the confusion the wet eyes that I did dry.
Watching you blossom into a beauty so steadily, a pleasure i can't deny.
The dancing days, the awful days, those questions, cannot be measured..
Filling my days with the sweetest fragrance, in my heart always be treasured.
The surprises, the bday cards, the mother's day, never missed till this day.
The cakes, the sweets, the lunches, the thoughts in my memory will stay.
My frowns you turned into smiles and kissed away the countless tears.
Your soft hands in mine as you helped me walk, took away my fears.
Our moments together with and without your friends never went stale.
But flowered with the fragrance of sincere love that always did prevail.
In my darkest hours you were that silvery light, that did so brightly appear.
Guiding me to enjoy the earthly paradise, with warm, lovable hugs so dear.
Now, with your luggage crammed up with your paintings and souvenirs I see..
All the gifts showered on you by your friends, teachers and family.
Oh don't forget the many things that brought in our little silly disturbances,
Division it brought us not as your eyes did sparkle knowing the all importance
‘Sultan Sulaiman' and those many recordings, the telephone hunt no more be.
The toothpaste cover and your breakfast forgotten, do not let it ever see
Take with you the memories as you walk away from the land of the sands
Of a love that will never fade even when you are far away in that distant land
A huge Granma's love.. goes with you wherever you may go whatever you may do.
For separate lives time dawns, but togetherness of our hearts we will walk through...
God Almighty, may He give you strength and good health with happiness galore
Success be yours forever and we will always be just a MagicJack away I know! ! ! ! !
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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My brother's bday....and he is gone!
Firoze ibrahim...born 20th Feb 1948....died 13th August 2009
Feelings stirred, my brothers bday dawns, an emptiness felt,
My ageing eyes overflows with a pain that cannot be dealt.
Moving along life's journey, precious thoughts do unfold
Memories of the wondrous days shared, in our hearts we hold.
Days filled with fun, laughter the sweet fragrance of love.
United we walked through trials, a blessings from above.
Those Phone calls, greetings, meetings are all now.. so gone
Sunrise, sunset and non-stop each day do effortlessly dawn.
Clinging to the sweetness and his gentle caring words,
Lessens the pain as his voice with kindness still heard.
Looking back down memory lane I must say I can’t help find,
An unexplainable sad loss in the background of my mind....
20th Feb 2011
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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A Place In The Heart!
A Place In The Heart
to all the lovely friends..distance hills many decades
can never keep them apart..the feelings can never fade!
Hearts that do meet with real special meanings
Blossoms a friendship with no ordinary feelings
Bounded together with ties of honest frankness
A gentle strong hand reaches out with willingness
...Holds a special precious place in the depths of the heart
The volumes of sky, hills and seas can never keep them apart
A shoulder to lean on a feeling pleasant and so very dear
A confidence flowers and darkens that many deadly fear
Through the glowing happiness and the unwanted despair
That special friend brings light, to the darkest hour..a shining star!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Teachers Day 9th March 2011
The world is a studio, teachers with tools stand
Music, drama and art in her gentle but strong hands
Variable quality designs, her work she begins.
As she fashions the little minds the best to bring.
Guidance a goal to reach the highest grade.
Her tiring efforts that in the child’s mind is laid.
Exploring the land, sea and water to understand
Its vastness its resources of this wonderland.
A child's shining star with goodgrace she leads.
To rise above every fall and pay very little heed.
Braving the tidal waves and life’s emotional stress.
To comprehend the journey and make it the best.
Their work can never be judged or ever compared.
As the effort is so special and still not be spared.
Through the eyes of a child, and the fragrance of love.
Teachers are their richest of God’s gift from above!
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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All Of My Friends Were There
My big day, it was the biggest day of my life.
It was the summit of my long career,
But I felt so down, and I drank too much beer,
And my manager said that I should not appear.
I walked out onto the stage and started to speak.
The first night Ive missed for a couple of years,
I explained to the crowed and they started to jeer,
And just when I wanted no one to be there,
All of my friends were there.
Not just my friends, but their best friends too.
All of my friends were there to stand and stare,
Say what they may, all of their friends need not stay.
Those who laughed were not friends anyway.
All of my friends were there to stand and stare.
Days went by, I walked around dressed in a disguise.
I wore a mustache and I parted my hair,
And gave the impression that I did not care,
But oh, the embarrassment, oh, the dispair.
Came the day, helped with a few last glasses of gin,
I nervously mounted the stage once again,
Got through my performance and no one complained,
Thank God I can go back to normal again.
I went to that old cafe,
Where I had been in much happier days,
And all of my friends were there,
And no one cared.
Say what they may, all of my friends were there.
Not just my friends, but their best friends too.
All of my friends were there,
Now I dont care.
song performed by by Kinks
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Childhood Revisited
memories of childhood...
such a wonderful, hazy, warm feeling,
special memories, filled with love
come welling up, and send my senses reeling,
aromatic fragrance, wafting up from the kitchen,
aroma of my mothers cooking,
father getting ready for work,
how handome he is looking,
I'm ready for school., hair plaited,
clutch my little, sisters hand tightly
bags perched securely on our backs
and off we go, skipping lightly,
lessons and studies, dilligently done,
supervised by dad, but always fun,
carefree, happy times were those
one could do, what one chose....
the familiar house, and the close kinship
so many friends, and closely knit friendship,
no cares, no worries, they were not for us,
only love and protection, and a special fuss,
what wonderful years I can never forget
a happy childhood is an important asset
and now we are grown........
only memories are left....
when we are feeling down, or nostalgic,
just go back to those magical years...
relive those times, that sparkling innocence,
that time, devoid of from doubt and fears
oh childhood...so quickly did you fly
your very memory makes us sigh...
and remember.and smile, and feel content
for the Godgiven wonderful years, so well spent...
oh childhood, I hope I have been a good mother,
what I learnt from you, I hope I have given another,
a treasure for my children, to recall, and to cherish
a treasure to revel in and sustain, when we perish.
poem by Arti Chopra
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Stages~
Stages
Many are the stages from the cradle to the grave -
Diversities in journey to each of us God gave.
Within each stage of journey lies paths that one can choose-
Depending on the chosen path, we either gain or lose.
Confusion and perplexity may sometimes come our way-
Despondency and sadness may sometimes waste our day.
Among each stage of journey, there's One we cannot see-
Our guide and our companion near He'll always be.
Giving rest when we are weary, giving joy when we are sad,
Comforting and consoling, each broken heart made glad.
Along this present journey looms chance for eternal wealth-
Along this present journey is choice of immortal health.
Deceptions and distractions along this journey lie-
Illusions of elation, beckon you and I.
Depending on the choice one makes determines what will be-
In the stage that's soon to follow, for all eternity...........
The times when I think about, ending my own life
My mind wonders back to the days, of daddy and mama, his wife
How hard it was for them, raising us six kids on what
I really want to see them again-if I do it, I will not
So in this stage of my journey, today I am still here
But everyday I wonder, Would anyone really care
If tomorrow they should wake up, to find that I am dead
Then they would realize, it was not just words I had said
I know my life is a journey and this path is mine to choose
But I feel I've lost everything, what else have I got to lose.......
Written By: Marsha Youree- 2006
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To A False Friend
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again.
Friends, if we have ever been,
Friends we cannot now remain:
I only know I loved you once,
I only know I loved in vain;
Our hands have met, but not our hearts;
Our hands will never meet again!
Then farewell to heart and hand!
I would our hands had never met:
Even the outward form of love
Must be resign'd with some regret.
Friends, we still might seem to be,
If I my wrong could e'er forget;
Our hands have join'd but not our hearts:
I would our hands had never met!
poem by Thomas Hood
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Friendship A Tranquilizer
Those days of glamour and innocence now replay,
Laughter tears with smile spread across many a day.
Glances exchanged, friends of days that was less forgot,
Some moments of time, engraved a sweetness knew not.
As paths drifted across oceans and the volumes of sky,
Memories darkened fading and unclear as time did fly.
Decades, years, months, did not its beauty ever forget.
Friendly thoughts shared with reservation that was set.
Wondering if it will ever come back to cherish, again.
Now alone a stand, heartaches uncertainty unending pain.
As special memories surface, with many a hidden bliss.
A friendship never was sought, now kind of feels the miss.
A heart embraces, feelings of happiness gently do swell.
A place with dignity and grace a tranquility to dwell
poem by Shirani Ibrahim
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Carefree Lover
Chance allowed us to meet
But when all is said and done
It wasnt meant to be
Although we had such fun
The recollection of times we shared
I know our lives have changed
The memories remain
My carefree lover
Chorus:
She was a girl I knew back then
Way back when there were no cares in my world
She was my friend
My carefree lover
It seems we were in love so free
But nothing never seems the way it used to be before
Therell be no other
She will be my one and only carefree lover
She will be my only one
We talk the night through until dawn
Impassioned by our thoughts and spending time alone
You never would drive home
Until the birds would sing the morning had arrived
And how I reminisce the best days of our lives
My carefree lover
Repeat chorus to fade
song performed by by 911
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