Title ” Inside my heart ”
This door is on rooftop .
My Name is Mother
Yes , I don’t have any other name
Because I don’t need the one
Being a mother was always enough for me
An unknown world snatched my poor heart
Then I became a ghost myself to be one with my child
Can’t there be only a window between me and him ?
I want to see him , I promise I will not ask for more
You can see a big black hole at the place of my heart
It is the same for every mother ,who loses her child
I did not have the eyes to bury him, I wonder who did ?
Please let me know it is only a bad dream and it will end soon
But every morning I wake up and it is the same
Perhaps my child is gone outside to play and he will be back
Sometimes I see him sitting next to me
He says , Mom , don’t believe them , I am not dead or gone ”
please , let me sleep forever
Maybe sleep and death are sisters .
Poem by Ruqia Ismat
Tuesday , Oct 25.
Sparrow #1 Is your stomach still hurting? , I told you not to eat corn again
Sparrow # 2, I was too hungry ,so I ate quickly what I found early that day
Sparrow#3 , please sit far , my foot is sore ,
Sparrow #4 Is your husband still cheating on you and you call him gentleman ,
Sparrow #5 No ,no shut your foul mouth ,and don’t believe rumours .
Sparrow #6 I need to go home early my old mom is so fragile and I believe she has some fever too .
Sparrow # 7 My elder brother beat me again today just because I did not share my book with him, today I will tell Papa about it .
sparrow #8 why I am sad , when I should be happy , my elder daughter will leave home today , she is grown up .
Sparrow # 9 Mom. Please help she again snatched my worm , you just ignored her , it is not fair on your part .
Sparrow # 10 I lost my petite lovely wife some days ago , I feel she is still with me , I do feel her presence every day ,but hardly anyone believes me . You know I just saw an empty twig rocking the other day , it was her but I could not see her with my mortal eyes .
Sparrow # 11 la ,la la , la la la, once there was a prin……
Sparrow # 12 would you stop singing , you are hurting my eardrums ?
Sparrow # 11 Today I found my soulmate , let me sing . ( Sings harder and louder )
Hopefully you enjoyed my writing . God bless all of you . Glory be to God who blessed us with this lovely mortal life . Love you all .🙂🙏
I am glad to share with you this moment of my life . 🙏🙏Ruqia Ismat Friday ,Oct 21 . 2022 .
Robust , pretty and with long curls
My village has such amazing girls
Their hearts are shiny and clear like mountain streams
They work hard to achieve their dreams
They tend goats , sheep and cows every day
Certainly , they keep the laziness at a bay
When they drink hot milk in big mugs
Their cats get close and give them tugs
The girls enjoy swings high on mango trees
Sun kisses their faces and so does breeze
When they wash their sturdy cows with the big hose
The favorite calf nods his head and gets close
With so many talents , even good at their studies
These girls keep their promises and die for their buddies
Mothers take pride in the cooking of their daughters
Each morning they fix breakfast for their fathers
Then they get applaud from their brothers
To get the blessings , girls prepare hookahs for the grandfathers
Swimming in the stream nearby is their play time
When they walk, the bells of their anklets do chime
The homes burst with fun, humour and laughters
For those ,who have such loving daughters
If there is a wedding their dance charms the crowd
Friends keep smiling and fathers feel proud
Their hearts so simple , a sad movie can make them cry
The next moment they would be laughing and tears would dry
Such lovely , intelligent, bright and kind
These girls are richly blessed with gifts of mind
Poem by Ruqia Ismat
Tuesday , Oct, 18 ,2022.
In her face I see many gorgeous women around me . She is mixture of many of them . 😍
Title : Echoes in the valley of gold .
Art is Joy !