
My acrylic painting of nature.
Our lives in the present age.
My acrylic painting of nature.
My acrylic painting, I did some years back.
Happy Saturday to all of you.
I wish Peace and abundance to the whole world. May all living beings stay protected and healthy.
When anguish surrounds and with tears, you cry
Those are the priceless pearls from the eye
The sadness and distress they sustain
The gigantic secrets and outrages contain
Know that the sunshine follows after the rain
The humble tears such burdens can’t refrain
Concealing all the pains of your dismal heart
When you are left alone and can’t resort
When your precious ones refuse to hear
Be conscious , mindful and know it clear
The modest tears surge to save you
From a sadness that a soul can’t bear
The tears have the sovereignty to repair
When you are shattered and torn my dear
The tears make you feel content and composed
Then left behind are only sorrows and fear .
poem by Ruqia Ismat
loved by many and hated by some
Mumbling a magic under her tongue
Hexes her abusers ,treats her patients
Smile on her lips , stirs in the pot
Summons some ghosts and ties a knot
If you have a fever , she has the answer
In her bowl lies an enormous power
The curse is certain with fumes on potion
Ancient spells set all the faeries in motion
Spirits and demons are here to scare
She dances in the forest with feet so bare
Red is her skirt and long is her hair
If you ever doubt , would you go near ?
Choice is all yours, love her or fear
Empty is your heart but eyes have a glare
Don’t you ever judge , she is a slayer!
An acrylic Original Artwork by Ruqia Ismat.