Quotes and poetry by mahi_isru

Winds of catastrophe

Gloomy days behind, gloomy days ahead
The streets are all barren, people in hospital bed
The fight for life is high, the fight for oxygen higher
The greed for wealth has died, the need for life is dire.
The cost of life is towering, death even more detrimental for some
No glad tidings to the passers ,for the winds of catastrophe have come.

Our homes, our abodes, our hideouts are now our heaven.
Spiteful Hearts now pray for mercy, ills forgotten, all forgiven
The restlessness is so loud and the silence is so deafening,
The occasional ripping cries of loss sound even more numbing.
Silently we pray for glad tidings as better humans we become
And when we rise from ashes we'd recollect how the winds of catastrophe had come
©mahiya_israr

mahi_isru 56w

Winds of catastrophe

Gloomy days behind, gloomy days ahead
The streets are all barren, people in hospital bed
The fight for life is high, the fight for oxygen higher
The greed for wealth has died, the need for life is dire.
The cost of life is towering, death even more detrimental for some
No glad tidings to the passers ,for the winds of catastrophe have come.

Our homes, our abodes, our hideouts are now our heaven.
Spiteful Hearts now pray for mercy, ills forgotten, all forgiven
The restlessness is so loud and the silence is so deafening,
The occasional ripping cries of loss sound even more numbing.
Silently we pray for glad tidings, may better humans we become
And when we rise from ashes we'd recollect how the winds of catastrophe had come
©mahiya_israr

mahi_isru 62w

Old door

Of all the beautifully carved front doors adorned with colors and glitters and lavishly decorated frontier the one that caught her eye was a weak, partially broken and rough around the edges door from veteran times.

On being questioned on her peculiar choice she passed it off as love for antiques but only she knew how her heart pierced remembering the only door that never opened for her, the one she kept beating to open one last time for one last glance. The only door her eyes still craved to see open.
©pence

mahi_isru 62w

Lost

Fear gripped her deep. She tried to pull herself together and find a way out of her darkness but she kept hearing these voices that said there is no way out. And as she felt she is about to reach the end of the tunnel she would find herself in the middle of it like a circular spiral where every thought, every step that felt like taking her away from the darkness was at the same time bringing her back to it.

©pence

mahi_isru 91w

Year -2020

Impossible things happen all the time.Pray.

Everything you know and believe is made of dust.One swap has the power to wipe it clean.

Era's end sooner than you realise. Cherish each moment.

Hope for miracles
©mahi_israr

mahi_isru 92w

फुर्सत

सुबह की पहली ट्रिंग ट्रिंग पर
किसी सिपाही से उठते हो,
ये साल के बारहो मॉस
चकरघिन्नी से चलते हो,
ऑफिस घर की इस
निरंतर भागा दौड़ी में
कही थक तो नहीं जाते?
कही थम क्यों नहीं जाते?

ये अपनी आशाओं का बोझ
जो सर पर उठाया है
कहीं ग़ैरों से जीते हो,
और अपनों ने हराया है
ये तपती धूप क़ी दोपहरी में
परसपर चलते जाते हों
कही थक तो नहीं जाते?
कही थम क्यों नहीं जाते?

बहुत अरसा हुआ होगा
वो सूरज डूबता देखे
वो थमती सी लालिमा
सितारों का जागना देखे
वो बीते लम्हे फुर्सत के
याद करते -फिर भुलाते
कही थक तो नहीं जाते?
कही थम क्यों नहीं जाते?

ये दिन भर के थके से तुम
जो नींद को मचलते हो
कही उलटी सी करवट ली,
कही तकिये से लड़ते हो
ये आधे जागते सोते
युही फ़िक्रों में घुल घुल कर
कही थक तो नहीं जाते?
कही थम क्यों नहीं जाते?
©mahi_israr

mahi_isru 93w

Magic

And the universe is always conspiring
Making amends and breaking ties
To take us exactly where we need to be
When we need to be
And how we need to be

That is the beauty of universe.
One day it's an ordinary life and in fleeting moments you arrive where the universe was conspiring for you to be.

Hold on.
Believe.
The magic is happening all the time.

©mahi_israr

mahi_isru 93w

mahi_isru 104w

No Man's Land

For ages we have seen the plight of men,
The struggle for freedom, food, land and home.

'They are foreigners, strangers,migrants,trouble makers.Close the borders on them'
'They are under privileged, hungry, homeless.Open the gates for them'

For some , Reason got in the way of compassion.
For some, Compassion got in the way of reason.

Neither was wrong.

But as much as reason struggled to save those around him,
In the end it was compassion that kept humanity alive.

©mahi_israr_ghazi

mahi_isru 107w

Hey Wanderer

Relish the beauty of every passing landscape,
Staring through a bifurcated window into nothingness of the entire universe,
And having it all stare back at you.

Every beauty that falls by your eyesight, though exquisite, is not solely yours.
Take it all in within a fleeting moment ,
And for that moment let it have all of you.

These scary dark tunnels are routine occurrences,
To make it to the other side ,pass all of you through it,
And let all of it pass through you

In a world of lost and found, don't be lost . Be a wanderer,
Then someday you may stumble upon a world with zenith possibilities
And possibility of zenith worlds within you.

©mahi_israr_ghazi