Who is to say what holds beyond death,
Nobody did ever come back and tell,
Hocus Pocus and rumours be fell,
Heaven and Hell is what is assured.

But I sleep, eat and live in the present,
How can I bother about these things then,
If only there was magic,
An elf, a wizard or a little hobbit.

But alas those are meant for books,
films and stories,
Much like black and white are aspirations,
But gray, now that's my reality.

So armed with belief in myself,
An ever increasing knowledge,
Experience, hard work and the works,
I fight my own battles.

And if I die so be it,
The least I know I did my best,
To live honestly and more importantly humanly,
With Love.


I won't lie to you,
Every time I see a couple pass by,
I cringe inside,
Wanting what they have.

And I know that I am far away from it,
Without a crush or love around,
And none seem to be in sight,
Near or far.

I won't lie to you,
As much as I relish my independence,
There is still a big part of me,
That craves someone beloved to call my own.

And walk hand in hand,
On a street full of people,
With whom I can share a joke,
And who understands me more than anyone I know.

I want the institution that's called marriage,
And a man who won't want me
to choose between a career or a kid,
Who won't disappear because my ideas reek feminism.

I won't lie to you,
I love to watch rom-com often,
And I sometimes cry on a really emotional scene,
Even though I look tough, I have a heart that's crazy for love.

And I don't speak this in desperation,
My apologies if I sound so,
But wanting to state the matters of my heart,
I just wanted to be honest with you.

I am a single girl,
Standing in front of you,
Looking for love and respect,
And not wanting to settle for anything less.


You got the freedom to walk out,
But before you leave and go,
Don’t just say goodbye.

Tell me the truth,
Did you ever truly love me?
Or that I could have been the One.

Answers would help,
Years later I could remember you
in fond memories.

We had something magical.
But our stars weren’t strong,
they fell to pieces.

With the touch of love
and fears of our past.


My love for you
is so true
that even stars shine
a bit brighter to compete.

On an ordinary day,
two drifters met.
Their eyes caught each other's
and sparks flew.

A few dates, 99 calls,
days were never like before.
You know what I feel for you,
but often I don't express.

But today is special.
Let me confess that
my love for you
is just the tip of the ice-burg.

There is loads more
I want to offer,
if only you shall except,
to hold and to cherish.


I saw an adorable couple,
Maybe in their 60s,
Peppered Hair,
Relaxed and much in love.

I want us to be like them,
When we grow that old,
Enjoying our relationship,
And holding our own.

And I really don't know what it would take,
To be that way,
But I am ready to put in the works,
If you stand along with me, sharing the load.

While we are still young and can move mountains,
Let’s build a life so wholesome
that when we have white hair,
Young people watch us and want themselves to be just like us.


Life’s a journey,
With moments good and bad,
How we deal with it,
Night and day,
Makes us who we are.

A lot of love, care and joy,
Are like miracle workers,
More than we realise.

Family, friends, a special someone,
Are the ones that support you,
In more ways than one.

If ever you feel worn out,
Dissatisfied, or angry,
Remember your strengths,
And believe in yourself.

Because life can be a pain at times,
But at times, we forget that it also is,
A mother’s hug, a sister’s care,
A father’s concern, a friend’s abuse.

Ballroom dancing, a relay race, a puppy at home,
Graduation, the moon and the stars,
And everything else that ever makes your heart skip a beat,
Life’s a journey to Live, So live it well.

~ A Poem By Fizaah Faiyaz


He sat looking outside the window, 
Oblivious to the world,
Thoughts were running wild in his head,
Creating chaos, yet he looked a sea of calm.

It was only yesterday,
His dreams were closer than ever before,
All he had to do was stretch his hands,
Far and wide, life would be his.

His mom was his teacher,
The only one he ever could trust,
A sibling too small,
And a father too weak, who left them long ago.

Today, as he waited to bury his sweet angel,
Memories of his childhood flood him by,
How his mother called his name,
And a hug from her made everything all right.

Life wasn't meant to be this way,
After years he had been happy,
He finally had a chance to make his mother proud,
But before she could see him rise, she was away.

His sister came running to call him,
He looked lovingly at her,
He knew he still had a purpose,
Even though he was the boy at a loss.

~ A Poem By Fizaah Faiyaz


If I die tomorrow,
Remember this my love,
For me there was only you,
Because you were always the one.

And when our paths crossed,
We made a few mistakes,
Love touched us,
But we let it pass us through.


I walked out on you,
Cause you told me we were through,
I started to stroll,
In a direction opposite to you...

Then so many years since,
Why do I get to see your face,
Staring at me,
As if you can't believe I could survive....


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