Scars

“Scars”

Men with scars
Etch their own marks
Onto the souls
And bodies
Of the women they meet.
Like a blade
Knows its own way
When it meets the skin,
Men with scars
Know the path
To trace onto new flesh.

Men with scars,
End up themselves as scars,
Onto a bleeding derm.
They hurt you,
And then stay
Forever onto your skin
Reminding of the pain…
The sweet ache
That a scratch brings.
The uneven skin folds
That a scar tissue forms
Forever changes
The terrain of your skin
And soul.
Twisted and distorted;
With its own beauty-
Like a beauty mark.
Or a signature of the pain.
That’s done its duty.

©Dr Hafsa Siddiqui (2017)

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Pompeii

Pompeii

How much time lapses
Between decades
But one glimpse
At a lover’s face
And the heart travels eons,
And traverses time.
Emotions gone cold,
Are stoked anew.
As sweltering volcanic ash,
blows away the blows of time.
Mt Vesuvius bellowing
The hot flames of fire
For memories embalmed
Over the Mediterranean earth,
Countless times.

© Dr Hafsa Siddiqui

Picture credits: Google images

 

Lessons from the Birds

Lessons from the Birds

Have you not seen
The birds flying in a flock?
Held in mid-air
Soaring on the air currents,
By Al Rehman?
Have you not seen…
That when one is tired
And flies low…
Leaving his position
Of the leader of the flock,
He glides back
To fly in
Another’s tutelage?
But doesn’t give up.
The air pressure decreases
As does the strength.
Taking turns
To migrate to a favourable place;
Their destination.
But they don’t ever give up.
They remain;
A flock.
A team.
A pack.
So, when your brother is hurt or dismayed
Pull up your socks
And be there.
For one good deed
From you is all it takes.
A few kind words
To help him get back up.
A dua …
To raise his ranks.
A shoulder
Onto which he can momentarily rest.
Perhaps, this little deed will be the one
That puts you in Paradise.
And let you hear the words
“Razi Allahu Anhu wa Radu.”*

©Dr Hafsa Siddiqui (2018)

 

* “Allah is pleased with them and they are pleased with Him.”

“To the Ones Who Only Pray”

“To the Ones Who Only Pray”

I’m not innocent Maryam AS
Who bore a child and faced inhumane slurs
On her chastity.
I’m not Yusuf AS who fought against desire,
And won after seeing Burhaan from Him
While Zuleikha tempted,
Tearing at his shirt.
And, I am not Adam AS
Whose loneliness
He saw and blessed
With a loving companion.
A desolate, woman
I am buckling under
And struggling to get back on my feet,
Half-heartedly.
And to the ones who pray;
I’ll tell Him
On The Judgement Day
To question those
Whom I approached for help.
“What did you do when
My slave came to you for help…?”
Will your answer suffice that:
“Lord, we prayed for her. Nothing else.”
Remember.
For I will, too.

©Dr Hafsa Siddiqui (2018)

“Of Pebbles and Safe Havens”

“Of Pebbles and Safe Havens”

 

On the warm sand,
Overlooking the Arabian Sea,
With fingers so small,
The little girl
Arranges pebbles
In a tight concentric circle.
She builds a safe haven
Of grey and white forts.
A fortress of her own,
Or perhaps
A neighborhood
Of gentle souls
Residing in warm cottages
Through which wafts
The soft aroma
Of hot meals.

And beside the little girl,
Sits her single mother,
An Amazonian-
Momentarily shedding
Her facade
In an introspective spell.
The mother
With her gaze affixed
To the vast and azure
Melancholic sea
Lines up her broken hearted words
Onto the bosom
Of a crumpled envelope;
A mirage of free verse.
A letter printed
On the envelope itself.
And I stand looking
At the two generations-
Bobbing and drifting
On pebbles and pens.

©Dr Hafsa Siddiqui (2018)

 

Wrote this poem, based on a colleague who is a single mother and her five year old daughter.

The One

 

“The One ”

Remember him(RA)
Who when laid
On burning stones
Lovingly invoked
“Ahadun, Ahadun”
(The Only One,
The Only One)…?

Remember him (SAW)
Who when asked
About The Lord
Recited the verses of
Surah Ikhlaas;
“Qul Hu WaAllahu Ahad.”

The perfect introduction
“…Of He who is the Eternal Refuge,
He who begets not,
Nor can be begotten,
And who has neither any equivalent.”

Remember him( AS)
Who when met with adversity
Called out to Rabb,
He who turned
The Fire to Coolness unearthed.

Remember him( AS)
Who called out to The One,
Within the dark acidic environs
Of vast belly of whale.
” There is No God,
Except You …
Verily I was of the transgressors.”
And with this prayer
He was pardoned
And ejected from digestive tract,
Laid to rest
On an barren land.
Where The Razzaq
Provided for his cure
Alleviating his throes.

Remember him and his wife ( AS)
Who both when dispelled from
The Heavens,
Were united by His Mercy
After years of solitude.

Remember him ( AS)
Who cried his eyes white,
For Yusuf (AS)
Who was cast out by
The jealous brothers’ might.
United again to His loving father and family,
He forgave the siblings
With the belief in His Just and Forgiving side.

Remember her (AS)
Who when left on the desert terrain,
Frantically searched
The Mounts
Of Safa and Marwa…
Her love and effort
The Loving One immortalized
For the believers
To re-enact
As a Shaa’ir Allah.

Remember The One
Who taught you to read?
Who lets you eat
And at night peacefully sleep.

Dr Hafsa Siddiqui