Category: Art

A Touch of Solace.

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In times of hate in times of war,
We all seem to be jumbled in a time so lost.
We wake up each morning wondering what’s next,
In hopes of making this day better than the rest.
Is it so hard to move in peace?
To forgive, forget and live not like beast?
I hope we learn to care some day
To make this world a little less gray
I am no one but one sole human being,
Trying to find light amidst the unseen.
But one person at a time is all it takes
Before we know it’ll be the whole human race
Change is permanent among all in store
So why not change the world gone so cold
So please join hands and bring some warmth
And give this world what it has lost.
A child of love, a child of peace
A child that could nurture the greatest beast.

Faith ~ isn’t found it is nurtured within you.

~ Falak Zaffer.

Forever in peace

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A face in the subway
Shies away from the horde
In hopes through despair
She waits for her lover aboard

Her eyes seek patiently
From one stop to the next
While holding on to the railing
With every single breath

A man passes her by
Trying to look into her eyes
She gives a blank glance
As he loses his poise

A shiver runs down her soul
When she finally sees
Her lover with flowers
Behind the doors of steel

They kick off their heels
When they hug in deep embrace
With no worries nor shame
Just a little cry from within

The had been lost for years
In the midst of war
Palestine, Israel
They had seen it all

Had they not wept
For years & years on
For their eyes were soar
But their love evermore strong

A beautiful journey
Was to beget
As the train passed them by
Departing a sigh

What a taste of relief
It was to be
When suddenly the planes crashed
In New York City

They rushed for shelter
Amongst the crowd
But their they stood
In the heat of it all

Running away from wars
Was no great defeat
For the wars followed them
All the way from Mid-east

Their story ended
Far away from home
Under the rumble
Lay two departed souls

~ Falak

When the Best of us…Fail!

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He sits there at the signal with his raggedy boots
His torn gloves reveal his crumpled finger nails
Hoping to find someone who’d be kind enough today
To lend him a helping hand or a warm piece of bread
Trying to find comfort on his old wheelchair
Placing his head on his hand for support
He doesn’t ask for money but sits with a cup
Not spending much of his energy needlessly begging
He has less of it and needs to savor every bit
Before he clogs on the floor in the freezing rain
I pass by him every day feeling guilty
And with every pass I feel my sin rising
I do nothing but lower the volume of my blasting radio
I feel sorry but bring him no joy
As soon as I make my turn my memory fades
Leaving no trace of his face behind
But still the lack of my generosity
Haunts my need of self surviving lust
The old man sits and questions me every day
Even though it’s only for a minute
His existence propels me to gravity
I realize therein what goodness is worth
Deep down somewhere I never seem to forget
Is his life only worth my one minute a day?
Is God judging me every time I do nothing?
Turning my face away as I drive by in my brand new car
Warm and cuddled in my brand new fleece
With brand new Timbs that warm up my feet
Is guilt the only thing I can afford?
For the man who sits in hope every day
What if it was God testing me in his frayed apparel?
Giving me a chance that I miss to take
One minute of my day could mean so much more
If only I’d give this old man something more than remorse.

~ Falak, 17th December 2007.