Afrina T Mehraj Shaik

  You come in words, you come in moments You come in tastes, you come in colors You come in songs, you come in scenes You vanished, in a vain to survive You left in pain expecting the gain You come in dates and the shades of seasons You were someone who left Yet left me behind with shadows of love The shadows of love that sheds of in every individual I meet. Your shadow turned down to be real some day I whispered if that’s true! Raising my head, the longer the shadow Ends at the beginning of your foot wear. A shadow of love that shades me everywhere Protecting me from burning for love A shadow of love that disappeared When your love enters into my life.    

Welcome your new year With a heartful of hopes And carrying your weighted memories  So delightfully in the heart. Welcome your new year  With practical steps And workout with your emotions  Like pearls of oceans Delicate to handle And difficult to go without. Welcome your new year with  A calm soul I know to smile is  Not possible all the time. Welcome your new year Fearing the ages I know ages melt with time. Welcome your new year With the excitement of getting things achieved  I know broken things are difficult  To be get collected and attached. Welcome your new year  With patience  I know you are in a hurry to get your things to happen. Welcome your new year  With positive vibes  I know things doesn't go well  Unless you work hard.

  I put on the cassette of days I played with you I watch myself with you I brim with happiness when i see you smiling at me I drown in tears of pain when Watching you lost in my memories Your eyes hopefully searching to see me Your words bundled up to speak out Your moments in a hurry always to express things Your presence striving to be only for me You are still revolving like the earth around the moon Hope you become meteoroid and miss your lane Hope you fall on the lane and reach your happiness We were always happy for each other Whether together or in an await We are that stars of universe that are mysteriously Being vanished for each other to see I put on the cassette of days I played with you And I wished we never sound out But just tried to get closer to each other I put on the cassette of days I played with you And I wish to watch them again with you.  

Wants are many We want them to be fulfilled authentic in nature We desire to fulfill our wants we are highly eager to fulfill our wants We want then to be fulfilled soon But it takes time to get fulfilled A right time, a right place and a right people Are required to fulfill our wants  Our reach of wants is authentic  And so our wants are fulfilled at the fullest Authenticity is the key of being satisfied at full Your efforts are authentic And so the tenure of achievement  Authentic is not about just being genuine It is about being cautious, patience  And wise enough to take action at a right moment To get succeed. Authenticity is the act of long term benefits An achievement with authenticity is permanent, A benchmark, most recognized and satisfied at full in nature.

  I was wrapped up in a warm velvet when born Crawled on knees on floor to explore my home I watched the sky wetting up the world Stepped outdoor to play in green I found the bunches of my size but different in colors I was sent to school and separated with ages I went to high school and separated from other genders I was grown up and separated with puberty We completed the schooling and separated with paths I started to make a wish And learnt we no more pray the same We are differentiated with races and castes We fight for unity But finally, we only fail to achieve it All we can do is Help to be good, work together and live together Protecting our individuality rather than fighting Against inequalities.  

  I see two sides of myself The self that obeys others Sometimes fails to listen to self and win Sometimes forcefully obeying self and loose The self that obeys others When know nothing to do And the self that obeys others Who is not smart enough to do on self The self that listens to the self And doesn’t listen to others Where not listening to others doesn’t mean to disobey It is that the self is smart and full enough to analyze The self that notices the flaws and sins The self that knows what to do but don’t get any support The self that knows what to do and do it so well The self that gets full support of obeying self from others The self that notices everything But fails of being unworthy The self that listens to self Just out of foolishness and loose I have two sides of myself The self that obeys others And the self that listens to self      

  I store my memories in the bottles of glass Stabbed with rubber tight to escape And safe to refer. I made lots of memories in my life Memories of fun and memories of pain Gifts of hard work and lessons of mistakes Lose of strings and unexpected bonds I store my memories in the bottles of glass Stabbed with rubber tight to escape. They are precious as treasures And wets of thirsts They work as folders in my brain Stored at large and worthy to handle Tender at heart and strengthen my soul These are the memories I lived Sweet and bitter Still balanced Ly visible.  

  Springs of memories bounce in my head They bounce higher reminding my crusts Crusts of thoughts that work with my senses Plays and bunches are missed with age Leaves and twigs dried up with time Seasons last like periodic cycles forever Old springs of memories keep bouncing As new memories structure their strings They nurture and build us up They gravitate and forces to stay behind Springs of memories bounce in my head And releases the enzymes of emotions The bolder head controls over enzymes And a weaker one gets in charge of enzymes Springs of memories bounce in my head And they bounce with the force I put on them.