Three decades back
this island of paradise
was a prolific island
stunning beauty of
huge hills and greenish fields
were the dominaring force of
my great noble SriLanka
Tender breeze from the
rain forests and the
running rivers from the
enermous coomb were the
welcoming receotion for
strangers from all over the cosmos
It was an era
no horrors to experience or
no trapidition of inrasion
to feel the great pain of blood shed
As a sudden blow
Attacked a sudden storm
throughout my loving country
serenity turnedout to great fuss
while making a vast mess
There were harmonious hearts but
pertified with gun shots
poor hearts were yearning for a
purified peace land,invisible from
horrors and bloodsheds
As a sudden force
rose a better time
It was the day
the slaughterous germs were rid away
to restore the fragrance of peace in this land
By
SHAIRA IQBAL
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
My Shinig Goal
It was a night
identified with no lights
no stars to illuminate
no moon to manipulate
My mind was ful of imagination
forcasting a vast revolution
as the candle was burning
my heart was yearning
for a change
charged with great challange
Embarked my journey
the great joy of education journey
Years past rapidely
while I was studing badly
Years later
the night seems better
many more stars
to illuminate my heart
A sparkling life
without any strife
Enjoying a happy life
Resulted through my past strife
By
shaira Iqbal
identified with no lights
no stars to illuminate
no moon to manipulate
My mind was ful of imagination
forcasting a vast revolution
as the candle was burning
my heart was yearning
for a change
charged with great challange
Embarked my journey
the great joy of education journey
Years past rapidely
while I was studing badly
Years later
the night seems better
many more stars
to illuminate my heart
A sparkling life
without any strife
Enjoying a happy life
Resulted through my past strife
By
shaira Iqbal
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Love
A long lasting better life
with the absence of grief and sorrow
could always spread
the smell of love
the smell of love
within each heart
Love is pure
A never ending source it is,
Love is strong
that enriches the
essence of harmoney
among each heart
A love filled heart
would never die soon
but it would be eternal
to illuminate a
hundreds of years
by
Shaira Iqbal
Domination of goals
A pretty little lonely girl,she was
filled up her heart
with immense great goals
Her solidity vanishes
Once her mind is propelled
and mortivated towards
the greatest goal-that she
aspired for ever...................
Nestling a luxurious life
was her greatest goal
Roamed street by street
by seeking for a means of life
Time bloomed
her goal is gained
became one of the
wealthiest girl to
the entire ' John ' street
By
Shaira Iqbal
A Great Realization Beyond a Superficial desire
It was my seventh birthday
I was crying for a
Glittering gold watch
Mom seemed unhappy
though i was stubborn
and weeping badly
till I step into stone 'n' string
As a sudden storm
She pulled me back
and took me through
a lonely path
It was the strangest atmosphere
Where I have never been
or not even ever heard
As I was crying again
for that glittering gold watch
I saw a little girl
With a happy face
but with no hands
Subahanallah how does she eat?
or has she ever dreamt for a
glittering gold watch?
but me, crying for a mere stuff
Alhamdulillah for
for specializing me with a unique gift
that no human being could create
even with their master knowledge
By
Shaira Iqbal
TSUNAMI
Thousandfold lives were murdered
The paradise of earth was destroyed
Tyranical act of Tsunami
Turned my soul to an unknown world
Sigh of deep a sorrow
Sight of immense destruction
Sign of gloomy day
Sharply engraved in my heart
I recall that bitter day
26th December 2004
Is the unfortunate day
Which made me an orphan
By
Shaira Iqbal
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Sun shines-and my
Hopes peep-out- To welcome
A host of angels with
Illuminating candles-waiting at the
Reception of my heart to
Anticipate a new world
By
Shaira Iqbal