Category: Poem

For I have a sister…

… I know when she smile she has a strong reason to share with me behind..

…. When i look at her face I see the innocence lying in her eyes..

…. She thinks no one understand her.. But when she converse with me – she feels safe and accepted for the hidden personality she hides from the world that tries to suppress her innocent child..

….. I met her today.. Once again after a while.. ! But days seems shorter.. and the moments passing by…

…. I don’t wish anything more, because now I have sisters who accepts me as brother even though they know the childish personality which the world do not see in my eyes…

#Sisters

— Abdul Gani Punjabi

Hawaee (Winds)

In hawaoon mai ek aawaz hai tumhari..

(In this blowing winds, one of them is your voice)

Har pal chu jati hai mere dil ko..

(Every time it touches my heart)

Aas pass rahti hai hamesha mere, aakhir kyu itna kareeb aana chahti hai is tufan se..

(You always stays nearby to me, atlast tell me – Why do you wanna come soo close to this storm)

Tujhe chuna chahta hun magar, chu nahi sakta..

(I wanna touch you but, I cannot touch you)

Kuch cheezon ko mehsoos karlena hi kafi hota hai..

(For few things ‘to feel’ it – is enough)

#Her Whispers 

—- Abdul Gani Punjabi

I wanna hold her hands..

….. Play with her hairs.. which she never ties..

…kiss her slightly on the lips she bites ❤…

.. look straight into her eyes…

…. touch her scars, and tell her mine..

…… Will I ever find one, whom I can say mine…

…… But what if I claim her to be mine, and she does not acknowledges my presences when I stand in-front of her eyes…

…… Yes I used to fear.. I may never meet someone of my own understanding..

……. But meeting her, led me to meeting myself…

…… I hope we become soulmates.. valuing each other’s – space and lives…

…….. But I wanna tell you sweetheart.. Whatever the moments are.. let’s value each others presence in life...

#Special thanks to “YOU”..

The mystery…

The mystery of the world unfolded before my eyes, when I saw above the horizon where the stars lies..

They said, ‘This is it’ – there are no lives outside. But my heart said – If sun is a Star, then what are those I see with my naked eyes..

Star, The size of it is unknown to me, when I heard them saying thousands of earth forms a sun, which is the star..

O Creator ! what are the mystery that lies behind the universe you formed which I cannot understand by my limited mind..

A galaxy they say which consists of billion of planets, and stars which are infinite…

Your infinity have no limits, and I lack the understanding of the function through which you run zillions of galaxies in the first heaven which you say is lowest of all the seven heavens you created magnificent and high..

Where do I stand? And does my existence even counts? aren’t I like a corn seed to you lost in the Sahara desert where there is no trace of my existence and life..

But you had mercy on me through the wisdom and knowledge you shared with the pure and pious who exalt you every morning, evening and night..

I know you sent me for a reason, and your plans are beyond my imagination resting very high…

I thank you for making me realizing the world is too small, to live and the life of the hereafter is eternal – ever ending life…

If the creation is so small, then the believe in the Creator is what I need to conquer the world with the love that hides behind my soul, in the physical body which I have in this life…

—- Copyrights Reserved 2018

Abdul Gani Punjabi

The love in you….

I saw you standing in the fields, the fields where my life was growin..

I saw you dancing in the rain, crying for my life…

You were there, so was I, Why don’t you tell me that – that – that = It was a lie…

I know the love was true, and your tears were blue… Why – Why – Why?..

We have been watching over you like a flying kite… In the air so wild…

Come – Come – Come ▪ Let’s hug and be one below the sky…

I wanna cry, because of the love you gave when I was on my low & you on the highs…

You have been watching, I have been watch’in – let’s now accept the fact that our eyes were meant to fell in love, which was the best moment of my life…

—- Copyrights Reserved 2018

Abdul Gani Punjabi

Love i am ready…

Form the rejections to the down-side,

I kept crying, Hiding myself in my apartment tall and high,

She was in love, But i doubted my strength – which made her leave me on the town side..

I kept weeping for the memories we had shared, And now she was loving someone else..

Was i not good enough, I asked the person standing in the mirror very sad..

He looked up at me and said,Are you ready for Love? First tell me that”..

I stood there looking at him – Trying to figure out answer which can manipulate my brain..

But now i know, I was not ready for Love – and i was afraid to share..

And smiled back at him – and yelled up high…

“I AM READY FOR LOVE BABY, LOOK INTO MY EYES”…

It was raining one day, and he found her alone walking down the lane…

He covered her with umbrella and the rain just disappeared – in the storm that took place…

She kept walking without realizing his presence….

Finally she broke down, and hugged him tight…

Seems like you are ready for Love, let’s have some “love time”…

—- Abdul Gani Punjabi

Pick it up Or Reject

Should i pick it up or not,

Or tell him i am busy alot..

Why does he calls me ?

When i am trying to erase his existence from my memories,

He is kind but too caring..

He makes me do things which i hate and is boring..

Why should i dress as he says, I have my life and my own choices..

He has been there for me at the hardest, and supported me..

But now he is too dominating, does not even let me live..

Now i ignore him, But his thoughts are killin me..

Even after i blocked him, My soul kept asking for him.

Today holding this phone in my hand, I have just one choice to select..

Receive the call and say “HI” or keep the call ringing and let it be an unsaid goodbye..