Oh How We Laughed..(Always On My Mind)
Always On My Mind (Oh how we laughed)
Life ‘s journey leads us: but, to our graves!
As the sun humbles itself and leaves
The world.. to darkness and me.
A numbness invades me insensitively.
With many a heartache following me.
My aging eyes and speak able words cease to be,
As I dipped upon the wide silvery greying seas.
Chains and dreams of haunting memories
Like the tidal waves, keeps on bothering m
Leaving traces of many a foot prints and more!
The insensitive waves dashes into the sea shores,
While my life stately ship sails with honor, dignity
Over the rough dark impatient seas so majestically•
Hoping for blue calm waters of serenity
As the journey sees its end unconditionally
To My Two BrothersFirzoe Ibrahim (died 61)
and
Fairuf Ibrahim (died 42)
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As the sun lays its tired head on its pillow the sea
Daylight fades and leaves the world to darkness to me
Memories, of their spoken soft words lingers in my heart
As my misty eyes helplessly watch them sadly depart
Slipping beneath me like the waves and the sea sand
Filled with unspeakable pain something I don’t understand
From the rocks I gaze across the wide open seas uncertain floor
Hoping for no more shocks and heartaches by the score
Sometimes the deep oceans water glistens so crystal clear
How I wish life will be full of sparkling silvery waters to cheer
But like the changing tide of the much needed ocean
I keep rowing on with many a confused ocean of emotions.
As my loving brothers make their sudden exit
I create a new morrow as long as my journey exist
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Love..Maketh A Beautiful Mind
Love Makes A Beautiful Mind
True love walks in an unexpected time with no control, no such warning
Flowers the taste of the sweetest fragrance of faith trust and love overflowing
Blossoms with understanding an emotional secret language and so gracefully...
Braves stormy waters with dignity preseving an unstained melody with radiance, flawlessly!
Love has the most beautiful ingredients building wonders of an amazing superstructure...
Over years or decades can never be measured and it will never ever see any fracture.
At a tender age or at a withering stage true love blooms like a dazzling treasure
Embedded with the splendour of beauty a serenity with a sincere heartwarming pleasure
Love sails majestically wearing the crown of honor in its elegant luxurious fleet
A journey paved with silver lining in dark clouds, a comforting cushioned seat.
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Barbican Hall...Melina Walks the Red Carpet..10th Marcg 2008
Melina walks the Red Carpet of Barbcan Hall 10th March 2008
Smiling face she stood on the danger slope
Grasping her innocent kids, her only young hope
Inhuman gales that did ghastly moanest loud
Fictitious pathetic songs and sullen dark clouds
Did not, could not Melina's dream ever drain
She gracefully walked along the red carpet to her gain
Into History her dream n she made her fame
Her descendants be, proud of her dignity and name!
Her journey once again filled with glowing radiance
With the flavor of the sweetest melodious fragrance.
Her two kids and sis she stood that special glorious eve
With cap and gown she faced Princess Ann Majestically.
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Because..The Sweet Fragrance of Love
Because of The Fragrance Of Love.
Here and there, life had a sad lonely blend with a gleaming splendor
Diminishing a temporary volcano threat, that did strongly bother
Strong, compassionate, feelings modestly clothed with harmony..
A joyous glow, an avenue, kissed by a gentle breeze with serenity..
Magical thoughts, touching like a dainty feather, the dove of peace,
Calms the rising tension and happiness triumphantly released.
A journey filled with long unanswered questions, do surely awake,
But the fruit of discipline with dignity flowers, help to lesser mistake,
A devotion steady, act reaped results rich, in a soft style.
Liberated, from the confusion, with a blossoming radiant smile.
A fragrant feeling, emotional glory, a power bravely did lend.
Priceless a faith a trust a love, blissful happiness cant comprehend
Feelings gently unfold with delight, sharing sweet sweet, memories
One love, two children, two grand children, a flavor that never did cease!
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Unstained Melody
UNSTAINED MELODY
There sits a bright face unclouded steady and serene
Under the glorious sun, blue sky, and earthly scene
Fearing no hail, no tornadoes, and the stormy seas.
With music to the ears played by the passing breeze.
A head crowned with honor dignity and an amazing grace,
High above the fragrance belt, an elevated elegant place.
So virtuous a title, to be worthy of a name and fame.
As the journey sees its end. a prestigious prize to claim.
Waving a smile at the remains that will certainly be,
A beauteous fleet, moved over the waves so masterly!
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The Storm Keeps Coming
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Winter Spring Summer or Fall… alone with sadly none to call,
The stormy waves keeps coming greedily… an effort to rise with every fall.
Time after time…. the cruel waves that hunger so mercilessly,
Day after day they seem to be getting rougher closer deliberately…
Where do one go from here and where can one go..
The stormy waves that keep dashing rapidly to and fro
Eats the sandy shore so very insensitively
Till the end of time when earth makes a resting bed so graciously…
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Sacred..A Love Deep Within Me
The Look Of Love
Every thorn that hurts, heals so triumphantly...
With the radiant sunrise that dawns with serenity
Every branch sings a melodious song dreamily..
And glistens a blissful joy embracing victory.
I see moments I lived with treaured moments spent.
With the spirit of faith trust and a love with no dent.
As the stars glitter through the darkened skies.
In my heart i cherish the wondrous surprise.
God scatters his blessing from the heaven above.
Lends a smile to His creation with the fragrance of love.
A happiness blooms filled with treasured moments.
A serenity with the spirit of love and contentment...
My angel girls, a reason and season they came to me
And grankids, a blessing to complete a journey joyously...
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Memories and Silver Tears
Soon... Golden Memories and Silver Souvenirs
Alone seated, dwelling in sweet silence with memories and thought,
Of a true and a beautiuf journey which could have been sought.
A fragrance now creeps into a heart, with happiness, free of dent,
A Masterely voice, with dignity and loving, warmth words, kindly lent.
Unmeasured wishes, hopes, dreams, sadly many years too late.
But a strength, to brave wasted days, wasted nights, is such a fate.
Magical, velvety lyrics, will be treasured deep, to meet worldy fears,
A walk into memory lane, those lost precious feelings of yester year.
A special richness of sweet fragrance of faith, trust, love, with dignity.
Awaiting for 'the expiration time' as the clock ticks on insensitively.
Closing the doors on a fractured journey, the result of many a strife.
Diving courageously, journey ends, a quality with love, values of life.....
Hopefully in '30 years' it will be the land with no more parting and pain
Till then 'The brown aging eyes' will be left sadly crying in the rain.
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Brothers precious bid goodbye..Firoze n Fairuf
My Precious Brothers Firoze and Fairuf bid Goodbye
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Fairuf (younger) 31st December..Firoze (older) 13th August 2009 lay to rest
As my brothers rest their head on mother earth,
Loving memories bloom of their luxurious birth.
Their days, their short years, were sadly their fate,
Yet they showered happiness a story to relate.
Bounteous love and overflowing homely joys,
Embedded with sincere feelings they did enjoy.
A smiling perfection, though to fame unknown.
Melancholy I treasure them, my knights my own.
Days of glimmering vacation out of sight
As I walk alone, with no more wondrous delights!
Create Date: Sunday, April 18,2010
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The Merchant
Where sails the ship?--It leads the Tyrian forth
For the rich amber of the liberal north.
Be kind, ye seas--winds, lend your gentlest wing,
May in each creek sweet wells restoring spring!--
To you, ye gods, belong the merchant!--o'er
The waves his sails the wide world's goods explore;
And, all the while, wherever waft the gales
The wide world's good sails with him as he sails!
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The Language of the Ocean
The Oceans and The Sea Speaks A Language
With expressions explicit in tranquility or rage
...The sea breeze moves gentle, swirling around tunefully.
As the fragrance of the oceans breath, lingers luxuriously.
The murmurs of its unwritten rhythm, plays a harmony,
The earthly design, decrescendos the waves flawlessly.
My eyes dip into the endless wide seas, away from land.
World of endless waters, volumes of sky, deep down the sand.
Where millions of sea shells, make their castles and home.
Richness aplenty and the sea creatures fearlessly do roam,
The sun caresses the waters to glisten, with a passionate sigh!
The moon, the stars, brighten the darkness in the sky.
An ocean of emotion with many a story, the seas embrace,
Expresses in ‘Allegretto' the depression, with shattering grace.
And serenity, a composition, an orchestra, with a healing taste.
A clear, concise, comprehensive with variable sounds to illustrate!
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Fine things in life..traveled this far!
Travelled this Far With Fine Things In My Life
Fine Things In My Life.
Faith trust, love always completes its awesome victory
As it scatters its sweet fragrance with radiance tastefully
Under the unshaded eyes of the sizzling summer sun
And the darkest hours, the clouds hath bluntly spun
Stars does not struggle to shine, bringing in a pleasant sight
And the silvery stream flows gleaming, with a delight
Every avenue, singing merrily its unstained melody
With blissful joys, serene, dominating an unique harmony.
Flowers blossoming to awaken a heartfelt happiness
The luxurious green meadows with a touch of mist, seen rare
As The soft breeze, gently kisses to freshen the hazy air
With dignity and honor a dream is graciously granted
A loyalty, a trust a devotion that was never ever aborted
On a pedestal, a majestic empire now glistens confidently
As the journey nears its end with a glow triumphantly.
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Filling the Emotions with Serenity...
Istanbul turkey...
Sailing away from Marmarra coast to the black sea...
Watching the ships, boats, sail and the waters so endlessly
The golden sunlight glistens and the cool...breeze so bountiful.
Caressing my weary face, cheering my soul in plentiful.
Trapped in emotional battles, that seem less to cease.
The mind wonders and has no limitations or boundaries.
The skipper shares a smile, steering the ship with dignity.
The sound of the waters, the moving ship majestically...
And Ahoy! Away from the demands that’s so stressed...
To enjoy life for a day, a great remedy a much needed rest.
(Summer 2011)
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Playground of a Childs Mind
PlayGround Of A Mind
You might wake up to a morning of a silent thought
To a memory of distant friends you had tastefully sought
With remembrance of wasteful wars and things of past
And moan the expense of many splendor that did not last
You may hear the traces of footsteps in the canyon of your mind
It maybe some precious friend who thinks of you all the time
Like the foamy waves that keeps rushing to the sandy shore,
Gently restore your memory to your dear friends, once more.
When sunset face the west and in slumber you do retire,
Let the ruins of the long abandoned dreams speedily hire.
The joyous days that were nourished with love so strong.
With those so faraway and the friendships that did dawn!
Create Date: Tuesday, April 20,2010
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Abdullah Sherrif..My happy Place My Home! 12 years old
In his own words
MY HAPPY PLACE by ABDULLAH SHERIFF 12 years old
Every night I lay my head
In my soft and cozy bed
The light are dim the moon is out
The twinkling stars are all about
The day is done we slow the pace
The day is done in a sleepy face
And i am in my little happy place
Create Date: Sunday, April 18,2010
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Lonely Table Just For?
A Lonely table!
Into the world of perpetual solitude!
The summer midnight, music with gratitude.
A smile, a laugh, an over strained young face.
Echoing memories, an ocean of emotional place.
What might have been and what has been,
Was met with dignity, and unhappness unseen.
Designed as masked actors the world not see.
Magical moments of solace, happily!
Until the chain breaks, insensitively,
Easy role not, piloting bravely,
Till the journey is done.
Bon voyage, and tables just for none!
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Grains of Sand
Rolling in receding back
I watch the ocean’s waves.
Wondering what do they bring
or take away.
Reaching to my feet
some sand I scoop.
Through my fingers
those tiny grains flow.
Some so smooth
as if their journey long.
Others jagged sharp.
Had they not traveled far?
I muse to myself
What tales could they tell?
Relating their travels
carried by the seas.
if any what secrets
might they hide?
Tragedies triumphs
fair seas and foul.
Had they witnessed
great things and small?
As my mind wandered
imagination followed.
Again the waves roll in.
Now the sand is gone.
That sand I held
taken away.
Where will the seas
carry those grains?
On what other shores
will they a visit pay?
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Until The day I die...My Treasures!
Treasure You Until The Day I Die..
Alone I sit and in sweet silence am filled with thought,
Of my loving brothers whom in troubles I desperately sought.
Memories linger in my heart the happy hours we spent,
Every vacation filled with fragrant smiles removing any dent.
When lost in troubled tides my twin rivers overflow in repent,
And their warmth love and words of wisdom they kindly lent.
Like the ocean waters ends in the pebbled seashore.
And the fast changing days that that come and go as before.
Awaken me to reality that I must justly be contend.
As soon the hands of the clock will hasten the pain to touch an end!
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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
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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!
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