NEEMAS POEMS

All the world an illusion of art in creator's hands, the morning light, shady trees, lonely butterflies and captivating constellations. Moving ectasy in the minds of deep workers, holding on to the beauty of wonderful moments  Is this moment an illusion from the past ,  already played on the realm of time by God A play outperformed by the players from  different timezones, A glimpse of past, present and future,  rebounding through the spiral of time quantas Beautiful order of events connected  through the thoughts of great minds, Waiting for the master's order to activate  the vibrations of actions, causing things , circumstances, performances  for the earthly moments and life of earthly creatures created along  the waves of illusion......

  Those withery darkness encloses the warmer trees, Splinting within the magic lights of life, Squeaking far away an untold story of pain, Frozen trails leading to unknown woods. Dawn catch me with hope of happiness, Nature caressing her soft hands over my soul, Weaving a beautiful story of million attempts, but success slow to sneak to the place of waiting. Paths remained untouched, waiting for the arrival, Someone closest to the nature's heart and wind's friend,  Set aside foot to the lonely place written in the name, Finding it's masters words and its creator's face. Nothing lay unfound within the face of earth, Unfolds it's beautiful radiations to the true seeker, Igniting and luminating the path transcended, With bright colours of hopeful visionaries.  

  We are the winners of the two worlds, People who had been alone in their dreams, Gone through the darks hoping the light, Seen the rock bottom yet believed in our climb, Fought for truth when the world told lies, the world called us bold ,as they never seen us weep, Well our angels will be heartbroken, for they collected all our tears, Wished the world would get better and peaceful, Can I be peaceful, when the world goes through turmoil, For every world was me, and I dwelled in the same, All the smiles where the reflection of my happiness, and all the tears and hatred was my own pain, When the silence holds inside a thousand fears and doubts, will the world, ever stand for me telling I am a part of it, The world rushed through time,  I being the past ,present and future, The words I told passed through some hearts and ears, And my actions caused events, brought happiness and life, The part I played touch some hearts and brought the good, And I was born to bring the good and ...

O Merciful Allah! My creator, There is nothing more beautiful to write, In this silence of the night you created, When all the creatures are spelling your name, Praising you, we are bounded by your mercy My heart conquered by your single thought, All I desire is your forgiveness, lord of all worlds, And my tongue chant the same, seeking your light and peace Always guide me to your straight path, The path which our prophet has shown us, Make me among the righteous ones whom you love, Whose hearts bloom in your worship O Allah! The giver of life, take my life, Only when I am conscious of you, in your remembrance, This life, a blessing you wrote, And awake me, with your thoughts. ©️ Neemamol2022

  Prevailing in the struggling act called life, Holding the bouquet of successes Walking past through the lonely narrow lane, Becoming a person of vision and forgiveness. Is this a chain of simple small surprises, Nurturing the heart with a paradigm of hope, and the heart always speak a story of a brave, Of the flame which never ceased to ignite. Relinquishing the priceless pictures of the past, Leave yourself to the free state of time, Isn't now, the beautiful moment of life, Merging you with a single wave of time. Honesty seeks life to choose you, Balancing ups and downs as you flow past everything, Greater lesson you learned if you forgive others, the way you keep on forgiving yourself. Within you resides every bit of life and love, Everyday is glorified as you stand with nature, Reflecting back the beautiful rhythm and frequency  of happiness, And you believe Earth is not less than Heaven!   Dedicating this poem to my bestie Pournami S Gireesh as a gift to her birthda...

Started as a mass of flesh with a resting conscience, Slowly unveiling each levels of consciousness along the time, Merging with the environment and the fellow beings, Learning throughout the process the book called life. Early days amuse around the childish wonders, Eagerness to learn and making attempts to connect with the system, Slipping to teenage days of books and adventure, Your wilderness evokes your energy to see your own flame. Pursuing along that flicker of light with a constant gaze, You will forget the crowd and start your own peace, Pace it forth, there is a forging union of ectasy waiting Between your soul and the soul of the universe. At times life will turn out to be a lonely art, Of solitude and calmness that heals the heart, Patience and forgiveness sort out your broken pieces, and the path you are walking through is uniquely made for you. Be grateful for whatever your life has in store for you, All these happiness and sorrow together favours your journey, Without an...