Tag: spirituality

Don’t shoot!

Wait Sir  ! Don’t shoot !

I need to comb my tousled  hair,

And wash my stainy face.

Oh !There is a hole in my shoe too

Wait sir  ! I won’t be late ,

I am going to wear my father’s shoes,

They are as big as the  gracious sky

But they fit because I walk like him,

My grand mother told me once .

Have you ever flown a paper plane,Sir ?

There is a hole in my paper plane,

Like the hole in my father’s skull .

Wait Sir, don’t shoot !

There  on that lonely  hill ,

I saw a  flower  this morning,

Do you think my mother will forgive me for

My dishelved clothes?

I didn’t know you’re coming for me .

oh !  I found a flower for your mother  too!

You need to hurry up before  it fades

Sir ,why are your eyes full of tears  ?

Written by arabian roses

 

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Your Love Kept me Alive

It’s the love for a childless land that kept a farmer alive.

It’s the love for honor that kept a wounded soldier alive.

It’s the love for health that kept the sick alive.

It’s the love for challenge that kept a mountaineer alive.

It’s the love for hope that kept the unfortunate alive.

Life has many crowns ,but they are all adorned with  precious  love.

Written by arabian roses.

 

The storyteller

The rain  her princely dance finished,

And to the  moist stage rainbow ascended.

The young storyteller hastily  unfolded

His shawl  then spread  on the  ground.

The children  were waiting restlessly,

Like a bracelet around

A Persian princess’s  ivory ankle,

And a hungry flame is burning inside.

Tell us the story of

Th seaman and the mermaid

Or the wizard who lost his magic wand.

An angelic whisper lulled the

Dusky souls hiding in the old tales

Forgotten in The young storyteller’s saddlebag.

Today I am going to tell you

The story of  orange ,yellow, blue

Green,violet ,indigo and red;

The seven  brothers  living in harmony together

Melting into each other ,

But never become one,

For their difference is what wove

The rainbow  .The storyteller princely said.

Written by arabian roses