THE BEGINNING OF THE END

Where is this world heading ?

Is the end really approaching ?
I wake up every morning
Reading dozens of men dying
A blast here a blast there
There ain't any place left safe
I try to think a place full of peace
Well. with so many miseries its just a bloody dream
They say we're doing it for peace
But end up with only miseries
Tears of mother
Cries of father
Is there any cost
For the loss of a brother
A stone hearted beast wouldn't even bother
All he knows is slaughter slaughter and only slaughter
The world is now deprived of saints
who would know the meaning of pain !
As I try to end here
helpless and full of tears
having a little fear
That this world might end up
Before I see next morning's Sun Oh dear..!

~Regards
~Ibrahim M.S

India-A family :)

India..Bharat..Hindustan. !!
Different names but one NATION. India is not a country. Its a family, a BIG family of over ONE BILLION people of different castes, religions, believes and practices. Today we proudly stand in a country where a Catholic lady steps aside for a Sikh to become The Prime Minister, a country under the President ship of a Hindu lady and vice president ship of a Muslim.
After sixty-three years of independence India maintains a spirit of co-operation, tolerance, brotherhood and communal harmony. No country other than India has such a spirit nor such a diverse population. Starting from over beloved neighbours Pakistan and Sri Lanka to the far Western powerful United States of America, one can’t fine such peace, harmony, brotherhood and a such an immense varieties of beliefs and religion!!
When India attained Independence, it was in a terrible situation. Coming out from the wounds of partition was not a child’s play. However, India managed to come out of this situation and build an India what is, now, today believed to be one the best developing countries. This was possible only and ONLY because of the co-operation of different communities.
The way India’s Constitution was build up is the best example of harmonious India. The members deliberated on each and every clause keeping in mind the needs and the aspirations of every community and ever individual.
An American, African, Australian or any other person in this world will define India as a “Sacred” land where people from different religions, cultures, beliefs, and communities live peacefully. which can not be broken by any alien force.
It gives me a pleasure, and I feel proud to say that “Yes..!! I am an Indian.”

A little poem by me on “Recipe of India”
Take a bowl
full of all
men and women coming from all
different religions and beliefs that’s all
Add twenty-eight flavors of every state
No matter you find them any where.!!
Add a mixture
of different cultures
just for a perfect taste
Stir them well with ease and haste
Add some understanding
and heat it on a brotherhood flaming
Garnish it with co-operation
Till you get full satisfaction
Now go on and taste a spoon-full
It’ll surely taste really peaceful
and that’s what I call
Recipe of MY INDIA
~Regards
~Ibrahim M.S

THE WAR WITHIN

Two sides of me
One the evil
the other angel
Both keep fighting
Both keep quarreling
Both live in heart
and work at brain
One give logic, the latter magic
The evil in me
fearless with full of glee
makes me go crazy
and do things which seem ugly
And the angel
with the ring on his head
keeps on smiling, keeps on waiting
When the evil completely takes over me
The angel swings its wings
Making me realize being evil ain't my will
But who really cares
Being evil doesn't require any will
And again the angel strikes my head
And I feel its the angel I wanna be
But the evil continues to hover me
And the WAR WITHIN keeps on biting me
~Regards
~Ibrahim M.S

THERE IS A MORNING AFTER EVERY NIGHT!!

There is a morning after every night
The sun shines bright upright
There comes a new ray of hope
Life has another scope
Coz there is a morning after every night

The darkness and gloominess of night
will be fles away by the sun shining bright
The chilly winds and silent night
Will be warmed by the hug of sun shining bright
coz there is a morning after every night

The dreary creak of crickets
The moaning of the drowsy cat
will be echoed away by the sweet song of birds
will be quiet as the sun gently glows
Coz there is a morning after every night

So come out of your blankets
leave the boring bed
face the world with all your might
there is a solution for every problem
coz there is morning after every night

~Regards
~Ibrahim M.S