Friday, 27 March 2009
It is never too late..
Happily I watch them fly...
Days after days..
Hours, minutes and seconds fly..
Happy or sad..they fly in front of my eyes..
I tried to chase them..
I tried to catch them..
But couldn't even to touch them!!
I told him to bring them back to me
to catch them for me
The angelic voice of him told me to Smile
to be happy to watch them fly
to be proud of each butterfly
He told me each butterfly is a sparkling star in the sky
A star I can look at when I'm sad..
A star I can cherish when I'm happy..
They are the butterflies which can tell him of how much I miss him..
Happily I watch them fly..Happily I Watch him simle..
Saturday, 21 March 2009
Happy Mother Day..
Monday, 9 March 2009
Saturday, 7 March 2009
It isn't worth!!
Life is not worth without you..
My life doesn not worth to be here..
Why not? and you have gone!!
How can I bear your departure?
How can I spread my flowers?
Go..Go I accept your departure..my heart!
This's my destiny..this's my fate.
You have been the candle of my lifeThe candle enlightened my life.
Your light went...went in the sunset !!
Had not you promise to share me my life?to be my only love and guider in this life..
Oh how pity that death was nearer than me...Oh how pity!!
But Allah will be sufficient and enough for me..
Tranaltion of the lines of the Arabic poem in the video