Mazid S Kazi

Who has created world, earth sky, stars, sun and moon?

2010-07-20T20:33:00.001-07:00

Who has created world, earth sky, stars, sun and moon?
And human beings, animals, creactures, life and death,
Air, water, rain thunder, day and night, morn and noon,
Your GOD or my or his GOD or her but quarrel, Why?
All know well GOD has created all but He is ONE,
Have you seen with your eyes who is A CREATOR?
No, why not? then love all GODS nothing is done,
GOD has formed in many forms or formless GOD,
Why should we set fire deep into the hearts of other?
While saying our GOD IS more superior than your,
But let us know he or she is our sister or brother,
Why should we argue simply in this life's short tour?
All religions are GOD'S, Why should we bother?
Nothing is seen before birth and after death of our.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home

2010-07-20T20:31:00.001-07:00

Prayers of parents make a peaceful heaven to a home
The children who neglect their parents will be cursed,
The Nature makes such children’s house a hellish dome,
They are lucky children who are blessed by their parents,
It is said that there is a heaven under the legs of mother,
The children love or not to their mother but she loves all,
She embraces good or bad children but she can’t smother,
Mother is habituated to pray to God for all their happiness,
A few children won’t love their parents but love their wives,
In old age parents are in need of only their children’s love,
Who devote God, adore parents will be happy in their lives,
Love of parents always comes to children from the sky above,
God bless those children who are blessed by their parents,
And God curse those children who are cursed by their parents.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

Noor loves to Sarah but Sarah hates to Noor

2010-07-20T20:29:00.001-07:00

Noor loves to Sarah but Sarah hates to Noor
There is a war of a love between both of them,
Sarah longed to marry a rich boy but Noor is a poor,
She says, you are a poor, he says heartily I am a rich,
One day she got engagement to a wealthy merchant,
He looks a young and handsome having smiling nature,
To know about his wife Sarah stopped to chant,
She repented to understand that he is married man,
Sarah is ashamed and can't dare to say herself a rich,
She requested to Noor to pardon her for her bad act,
And she promised him that she will make him enrich,
Noor said, I loved only to sarah but not to her react,
Love made them strong not to dishearten them to part.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

Love will be colourful when heart to heart meets

2010-07-20T20:27:00.001-07:00

Love will be colourful when heart to heart meets
He or she loves but not to be a love of selfish seek,
One greets for beauty and for money another greets,
A true love comes from the heart like a word of Greet,
One says I love you very much and meet you one day,
Another says I too love you and meet you the same day,
And both are seen with a boy and with a girl on the way,
It happens so and love changes everywhere now and then,
Boys or girls please be careful in the journey of love,
Those boys or girls are lucky to have their parental offer,
Otherwise he or she wanders in love like a forest dove,
Obey your parents and be happy then you never suffer,
Love of parents is a great love in life, please don’t miss it,
If you miss divinely love of parents, life long you be unfit.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

Home is the first school and mother is the first teacher

2010-07-20T20:25:00.001-07:00

Home is the first school and mother is the first teacher
Parents are the builder of children’s characters and minds,
The mother won’t be a fighter but should be a well preacher,
If she is an illiterate she must carry her children to tuition,
Howsoever the mother should educate their children first,
And she should send her children to school daily and regularly,
Teachers are not blamed not to fulfil children’s educational thirst,
Both the parents and teachers should make them the best citizens,
As we can’t work with one hand likewise we can’t walk with one leg,
Hence, parents and teachers are the same faces of the same coin,
If parents and teachers do them careless they suffer in life to beg,
Do well and have well it is said to see your own profit in life or ruin,
That is why parents and teachers are the best artists of the child,
If an art is spoilt the statue of the child looks like an ugly and a wild.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

Father –in-law’s and mother-in- law’s daughter is a daughter-in-law

2010-07-20T20:20:00.001-07:00

Father –in-law’s and mother-in- law’s daughter is a daughter-in-law
In the long and short journey of life one has to read the same law,
Even the daughter-in-law should not treat with them just like a saw,
She must think that her husband’s parents are like her own parents,
Action and reaction we can see soon infront of our eyes and mind,
And every one has his or her law and so let us always live by a law,
A good son-in-law does not deserve for any kind of dowry to find,
He too considers that his wife’s parents are just like his own parents,
A daughter is born in her own family and lives in the another family,
All will weep to see the changes of her life from the starting to an end,
If that new family members are good for her she lives very happily,
Otherwise in every walk of her life she suffers and herself will tend,
All daughters have to face and face to cross the same path of life,
The Nature itself will pity on them to see their difficulty of life’s strife.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

A daughter loves her parents more than a son

2010-07-06T19:22:00.001-07:00

daughter loves her parents more than a son
But parents love their son more than their daughter,
After his marriage a son becomes a wicked person,
Then a son loves his wife more then his parents,
Over heard by his wife he pushes his parents out of home,
None gives them shelter in their old age except GOD,
Daughter will pity on them and she will welcome,
As they sow so shall they reap the crops
Every one should be careful for action- re-action of life,
Today we disobey our parents tomorrow our sons re-act so,
Hence we face the same journey of our life's strife,
If we take care of our parents the same God will do,
We surely get what we do in the kingdom of God,
Carefully with guilt and virtue God has made a bod.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

A student life is a golden life, truly it is told

2010-07-01T18:54:00.001-07:00

A student life is a golden life, truly it is told
The student who has a golden crown of his study,
Would be a great man in his life with a great hold,
Otherwise an idle student becomes a wild rowdy,
Every student should use his time in a proper way
If he kills his time, surely time itself always kills him,
such student repents in life every moment of a day,
A studen must think that his time is a golden rim,
To be a Dr.an engineer, a lawyer or a politician,
Time makes him all for all to become more of thing,
Golden time of a golden life even makes a muscian,
One who neglects this period of life becomes nothing,
This period has a great charm to make also a magician,
A life is in the hands of a student to make him something.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

50. Why do we consider rich or poor here?

2010-06-24T01:26:00.001-07:00

Why do we consider rich or poor here?
We are proud of our wealth this day,
Friends, after death what do we say?
In Cremation Ground all are equal there,
Kings and beggars sleep in the kingdom of MAKER,
Why are we jealousy of one another?
And we have no good thoughts for other,
Many of us disobey GOD who is the action TAKER,
Here we have countless families of various gain,
In Grave Yard we have a single family of Nature,
In tombs dead men and women are divinely lain,
We must think of death but not bright future,
Death leads us to humanity but not to hate or pain,
Souls are alive but bodies are in the nature of fracture.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

49. What we do in life that will be reaction to us soon

2010-06-24T01:25:00.000-07:00

What we do in life that will be reaction to us soon,
We do not see GOD WHO is with us hither,
Carelessly we always do bad deeds thither,
Every one of us thinks himself as good as a moon,
And we see in us changing of the fate as rich to poor,
That too we see turn of mass healthy to diseased,
Due to the wicked deeds many of us have deceased,
Nature makes us beggars to move door to door,
We laugh and weep in this short period of our life,
Let us do well whether we get help from none,
In life and death we have to face strife after strife,
So as we experience in life what we have done,
Bribery and dishonesty cut us in life or death like a knife,
Today to dooms-day nobody helps us Except GOD ONE.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

48. Time is the most precious diamond of life

2010-06-24T01:24:00.001-07:00

Time is the most precious diamond of life,
The man who uses his time in a proper way,
He will be surely a great man in life one day,
One who kills his time shall fall in life’s strife,
If a girl or a boy is educated timely in her childhood,
Definitely she or he would be a job holder,
And they are happy in life as the life-founder,
If time makes illiterate they suffer in man or womanhood,
Time changes a king to a beggar and a poor to a rich,
It is a priceless gift which plays an important act,
But time is also just like a cricket pitch,
It plays historical and political tricks of fact,
If once time will be wasted, again it can’t stitch,
Timely if we use our time, it will highly re-act..

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

47. Thousands of years ago the man lived a wild life

2010-06-24T01:23:00.003-07:00

Thousands of years ago the man lived a wild life
He wandered like an animal in the forest and hill,
There were no families nor husband and wife,
But he was more better than the man of today,
And he dwelt in unity with his men full of co-operation,
If there were wild animals they frightened them away,
Modern man kills human biengs in a suspense operation,
He kills to others to go to jail or hell that is he kills himself,
Think deeply for this cruel act sitting alone on heath,
Who is a Christian, Hindu, Muslim and Buddhist?
He is our brother having same water, air, blood, life and death,
Our all prophets brought us peace like Jesus christ,
They showed us good way and lived for us till thier last breath,
Revenge stop it, be a human but not to be a terrorist.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

46. The rich people always think that they are highly superiors

2010-06-24T01:23:00.001-07:00

The rich people always think that they are highly superiors
They run after money in the way of selfishness and greediness,
And they neglect the poor people as the poors are lowly inferiors,
They are tempted by this worldly temporary money and property,
They have forgotten the real life that is the life after the death,
As a market astrologer a rich man predicts that 'it is a real life,
One day the angel of the death comes and pulls his soul and breath,
Then he knows his real life and property for nothing excep grave yard,
Rich men fear the poor men as the poor men may ask them money,
But the poor men are proud of their prestige and honour,
Wants of the poor men are limited and for them a bread is a honey,
However rich men earn money and can't think of their dishonour,
We all are the beggars of GOD and GOD is the rich for all,
Grave yard is the kingdom of GOD in which death is a fall.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

45. Terrorism, Terrosim, Terrorism please kindly stop it

2010-06-24T01:22:00.002-07:00

Terrorism, Terrosim, Terrorism please kindly stop it
Peace, Peace, peace please kindly welcome it,
Our all prophets disliked terrorism the act of unfit,
Stop, Stop, stop killing our innocent generation,
Humanity is the best and sacred religion of all,
As God loves all human beings but we love our own,
Because we have hatred nature that is our great fall,
Let us have the love of humanity like our prophets,
Friends, what benefit have we taken for terrorism?
To become the terrorists we are killing ourselves,
Let us pray to Almighty God to lead us to humanism,
As God help those people who help themselves,
Every one thinks that his religion is the best and pure,
Pity on animals they have no religion but it is sure.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

44. Sweet words win heart to heart

2010-06-24T01:22:00.000-07:00

Words are more precious than gold
Sweet words win heart to heart,
Bad words set fire heart to heart,
Soft words make us all clean bold
Abusive words bring one or other dispute,
Good words will be always in gain,
Vulgar words are the source of murder,
Due to wrong words all will be in pain,
A word is a honey as well as a poison,
Think before. what you are to say or talk?
Keep shocking words in your mouthful prison,
Listen to the advice of doctor for morn eve walk,
Tongue is a sword of body it has to imprison,
We should write fine words with a pen or a chalk.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

43. Suspicion minded men and women suffer in life

2010-06-24T01:20:00.001-07:00

Suspicion minded men and women suffer in life,
Suspect is an incurable disease of mind,
There is no medicine for such patients to find,
It is the worst septic of mind to husband and wife,
Broad minded people always live a life of gay,
In any society or family suspect has no respect,
Many families have been divided by suspect,
Suspect brings in us impurity of mind day by day,
Suspected husband and wife doubt one another,
They will have no peace of mind time to time at all,
Husband must not doubt to his wife if she talks to other,
She too may not doubt if he talks with a girl in any hall,
The couple of good character will never bother,
Suspect divides the hearts and builds a hatred wall.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

42. Sunita's parental offer

2010-06-24T01:18:00.001-07:00

It was discussed about a rich boy,
Soon her marriage was done in merriment,
Her parents used to think her as a toy,
Unnoticed to her it was a settlement.

Why didn’t first they ask her opinion?
Wedding night she found a drunkard,
That is the worset self willed union,
The same night bridegroom went to play card.

Why should she blame to her own fate?
It would have been good or bad,
She will blame to her parents and hate,
What God made her fortune that she had.

She had spent her childhood in delight,
After she was cursed and sent to suffer,
And they pushed her in such a slight,
That too she accepted her parental offer.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

41. Religion

2010-06-24T01:16:00.001-07:00

Religion is the firm faith of mind,
Nothing is to argue what one can find,
Music or magic and love or hate,
But it is the true love of fate.

Every one finds God in his religion,
As one lives in his own region,
All know all religions are well,
Then friends, why should we quarrel?

Who kills to whom with a gun or knife,
Is this a real glory of the man’s life?
What a silly hatered of our nature!
The man kills to a man to kill his future.

Respect all the religions with a good heart,
And all live the life of a happy part,
Hindu – Muslim, Sikh and Christian,
All are the children of the same Nation.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

40. RED ROSE

2010-06-24T01:15:00.003-07:00

How fair are you? O! lovely red rose,
You have sweet eyes, lips, teeth and a nose,
Your are looking like a smart lady of the art,
And your graceful dignity has won my heart.

Stay, stay, why do you fade away so soon?
Till the sunset would welcome to the moon,
The day weeps to depart red rose so early,
It would like to play with red rose happily.

Whenever I see ye I forget my worries,
I made you the queen of my poetries,
Your beautiful face has a lively proposal,
Thine have to smile and laugh to greet all.

So long as after your forever separation,
That I lament for your daily rotation,
As shines the star in the milky way,
Red rose is seen in the grace of the day.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

39. Poem hunter

2010-06-24T01:15:00.001-07:00

Poem hunter is the richest English literary forum of the world, .
It maintains brother hood, broad mind and humanity,
Poets are the literary diamonds and jewels of this forum,
It brings to all on one plot form of love to root out inhumanity.

It welcomes heartily to all the poets of the world,
Poets deposit their poems in the treasury of poem hunter,
Here poems shine like stars in the galaxy of English literature,
Readers and visitors come here to read the poems and to take shelter.

It hunts old and new poets and poems of Mother tongue English,
But it co-operates with other languages poets and poems too,
And it enlightens the minds and hearts of all the readers of poetries
It gives us love of God and wipes out from us ill will and boo.

Poetry is a difficult and beautiful art of the poet,
It is a piece of writing arranged by patterns of lines,
Which gives sounds expressing in an imaginative mood,
With deep thoughts, love, feelings, emotions and scenes.

Poetry is a gift of God which defines about Nature and human beings,
It praises true love of God and like dislike of votaries,
And it makes this world the best art of imaginary hell and heaven,
The people who read the poetries must enjoy it forgetting worries.

Daily visitors see the beautiful flowers of poetries in the poem hunter,
All who visit this place will get peace of mind in the calm Nature,
Hither they read different colours of poetries with great entertainments,
God visits and reads poems and appreciates it’s fine Natural feature.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

38. PARENTS

2010-06-24T01:14:00.003-07:00

Am I born firstly in my mother’s stomach?
Yes, that is my first heaven in which I grow,
my mother feeds me and let me drink her milk,
Really she is just like a divinely adored cow.

Since nine months Iam protected in her stomach,
Am I born secondly in the stomach of my earth mother?
Yes, this is my second heaven in which I live,
Hither I wisely learn and play with my father.

She sheds the tears of joy to nurse her children,
Howsoever she preserves her family in well set,
Some times she weeps shouts, beats and admires,
She is tortured and troubled but she loves of her pet,

She deems of her issues more precious than diamonds,
Whether her issues may be good or bad She doesn’t mind,
One pulls her hair, one her eyes and one her ears,
But she embraces them in her arms not to be unkind.

God and mother seem the two faces of the same coin,
About the respect of parents I wrote poetries,
Iam the true worshipper of my God and my Mother,
And My parents dwell with me without worries.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

37. Pardon me, Pardon me, Pardon me

2010-06-24T01:14:00.001-07:00

Pardon me, Pardon me, Pardon me,
I am the great guilty votary of YE,
Please kindly bless Thine mercy on me,
I am the faithful devotee of Thee,
None is in this world for me except You,
I have done many crimes in my life,
No one guides me or my beloved wife,
Iam sick and I bend my head before Thou,
God blessed me and I recovered from disease,
I am very grateful to my God who is kind,
Otherwise by a serious disease I had to decease,
I repent on my crimes that is to remind,
I know that my life is only for a lease,
Now I merely beg your pardon but I don’t mind.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

36. Our Sun

2010-06-24T01:13:00.003-07:00

Our sun is red and pure Gold,
None praises him but he is kind,
He is a crowned king with a hold,
we can’t touch him for his hot rind.

He is much helpful to one and all,
He comes whenever children call,
And he moves without a ramble fall,
With the whole world he is social.

He is hot and forgives our crimes,
And gives us the grace of his light,
If he hides only for sometimes,
We will be blind like a dark night.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

35. Oh God! I am in a great tension of mind

2010-06-24T01:13:00.001-07:00

Oh God! I am in a great tension of mind,
I don’t know, What to do at this time?
THINE Please tell me, What is my crime?
Kindly pardon me nothing I remind,
Soon as possible You bless mercy on me,
And maintain peace in my family soon,
THOU give me your grace from the moon,
As I daily see YOU with my mind’s eye,
There is an unnecessary argument at home,
Hither no one gives me respect nor my wife,
Howsoever thither THY must come,
And quickly solve my family’s strife,
GOD is always welcome and welcome,
GOD came and settled entire disputes of our life.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA

34. MY soul is troudled painfully and in tension I cried

2010-06-24T01:12:00.002-07:00

My soul is troubled painfully and in tension I cried
It is at exact eleven 'O' clock at night my street is slept,
Two angels came and pulled my soul roughly and I died,
A grave is dug and at exact eleven at day Iam buried,
A bad faces angel came, cut my tongue and pulled my eyes,
And a big snake came into my grave and hissed my body,
To see all this weeping drops came from the sky's eyes,
I called to Allah, Shiva, Jesus to save me from agony of my soul,
To a guilty man They pitied me and sent me upto heaven and hell,
There I saw Gods, one is Head all obey Him with a great honour,
I wept to go through the troubles of hellish people in pell-mell,
Guilty men are released from imprisoned hell after every hour,
While I was talking with God in the sky I heard morning bell,
I awoke soon and surprised to see sunrise from my sleeping tour.

Mazid S Kazi , INDIA