Swathi, Anushka

I have written a poetry Malaysian origin adopted in English language.

Elegant, diligent and beautiful
Soft spoken, friendly and delightful
Always helpful if you are in need
Welcome with smile, sympathetic are her deed
Soft spoken, friendly and delightful
Share you sorrow, contribute your joy
Welcome with smile, sympathetic are her deed
She is unique person, lucky to know her
Soft spoken, friendly and delightful
It is rear to have so many qualities
She is unique lucky to know her
Friends come, friends go but she is always around
It is rear to have so many qualities
She will not complain if you ignore her
Friends come, friends go, but she is always around
She is gift of God to have her as friend.



You are stunningly beautiful and exquisitely crafted. It seems that God has created you when He was relaxed with plenty of time at His disposal. When you smile all the crystals start tinkling and fill the world with tranquillity and peace. Keep on smiling. When you smile the whole universe smile. You are a lovely creature. God bless you.

Lonely Lady by M A Rasheed

Scene 1

A bench on a promenade. The sound of waves on sandy beach. The cry of seagulls.

On the bench, Julia (late 30’s)a fading English rose, is engrossed in a book

After a few moments enter Rasheed (65) an upright Asian gentleman, strolling along the prom. As he passes the bench he notices Julia, and then doubles back.

Rasheed Oh hello. Its you.

Julia I’m sorry.

Rasheed I saw you yesterday at the station.

Julia Oh

Rasheed Lovely day isn’t it?

Julia For this time of year,certainly.

Raseed Probably be the only warm day till next year. I’m sorry I am
interrupting your reading


Scotland is a beautiful country, full of locks and mountains
Breath takings gardens, manicured lawns, elegant fountains
It is a joy to stroll with gentle breeze caressing you
Birds singing, peacocks dancing and crows diving through
It is a joy to stroll with gentle breeze caressing you
One moment you are surrounded by strangers the next they become friends
Birds singing, peacocks dancing and crow diving through
First four days were fine on fifth Scottish weather, rain and thunder
One moment you are surrounded by stranger the next they become friends
It was a lovely short break, every one was happy and enjoyed it
One moment you were surrounded by strangers the next they become friends Life is strange, sometime you are happy and sometime sad
It was a lovely short break, every one was happy and enjoyed it
Every one looking forward for next one hoping to be marvellous
Life is strange, sometime you are happy and sometime sad
Enjoy every moment of life, happiness and sorrow are part of it.

Thump Impression (Mery Dunia)

Facebook is for entertainment but you are using it as a bill-board to promote your religion. You have to bear in mind that there are some other religions as well and the believer of those are devoted as well. If different religions are decided to use Facebook to preech their religions. Facebook will become a religious areana. Whenever one opens Facebook you download the picture of Qur’an, picture of Kaba or some Mosque. You are degrading such places along with those pictures of semi nude girls. It is an epidemic which is spreading very fast and Facebook is becoming pornographic column. Please respect your religion and other regions as well.God bless you.

Haiku by M A Rasheed

I am dedicating this book to Dr Sean Elliot whose encouragement and guidance inspired me to write. I am deeply indebted to him.

An evening in November

It was bitter cold

and windy

I was waiting for bus


A lady came out

of the station

and joined the queu.


She was murmuring

“It is ridicules”

I thought to myself,

poor soul has limited vocabulary.


She asked me how

I had waited?

I was young, now I am grown old.


She laughed – a beautiful laugh

Dimples appeared in her cheeks.

I couldn’t resist but kissed her.


We became friends

and meeting now and then.


In May on her birthday

I gave her a ring.

She took and slipped it on her finger.


In August we went to Istanbul

and explored many places.

God tired and rested in precinct.


While we were sitting

A Persian cat came purring

and telling me something.


It was friendly and adorable.

We were getting late

and left that place.


The cat gave me a sad look

I felt hurt

and hummed a Persian couplet.


“What can I say, my whole body is frozen with shock.

Moreover why should I tell you about my love when

You are not my friend.” (Hafiz)


We return to London

and started nine to five routine

and life was moving on.


One day we were alighting

Someone called my name,

that was Karen.


When we boarded the tube

my friend asked who was she?

I told her that was Karen.


She lives nearby

I know her parents

They are friendly and sociable.


When we met next day

Gwen told me she was leaving London

and moving to Cambridge.


Some weeks have passed.

There was no sign of her,

rang office – no reply.


One day she came and bid goodby.

That was the end of our friendship.

Left a scar on my heart.



An Old Man

I am an old man

of ripe age

Nothing to show, nothing to hide.


She was a young widow

with three children to support.

Her life was nothing but struggle.


Two little children

sitting next to the grave.

Mourning for their brother.


She is tall, elegant and beautiful

like a palm tree on the beach.

Watching waves.


It is not far to my place.

You can walk

or glide on your heels.


A sick, disabled child

never called mother “mother”,

at his last breath he shrieked “Mother!”


The child is sleeping.

Mother is watching,

a moment to relax.


A hawk spotted a hare

It dropped like lighting,

another loss of life.


A drop of dew on a petal,

shinning brilliantly.

It reminds of her smile.


No promise, no hope and no assurance,

but I want to wait

and I am waiting.


Without you my nights aren’t empty,

there is a show.

That is always with me.


I want to wait for you

my whole life.

It is petty – life is so short.


Summer rain stopped.

Fireflies rush to the air

to dance – dance of joy.


Life is full of

misery, loneless and suffering

and it’s all over too soon.


The wild grapes

ripen one by one,

green and purple.


Red horizon

under the roof

first swallows.


Melted snow

seeing off  winter

down the river.


The night we met

beach sandals

on my chest.


The flood gate –

an empty boat

and whirlpool.


Around tiny pine tree

dandelion flowers

just cut off.


The wind is howling

through the cramped legs

of the frostbitten bird.


Darkness in the window,

the dog in the house

and stuffed goose.


A girl is crying

needles of pine

in her hair


Rain, rain, please stop,

my beloved is coming

Don’t be an obstacle.


It is lightining with thunder,

shaking everything to its root.

The world seems to be ending.


Day ended and night arrived.

Everyone thinking off tomorrow.

Tomorrow never comes.


Morning snow –

the hill behind the village

became a silver world.


Weeping willow branches

reflecting on the water

of the open-air bath.


Passing the night

oh! the saddest song:

‘where are you?


The tired moon,

the passer-by reads the moon’s thought

in the stream.


Sparkle in her eyes;

if you had seen once

you would like to see again.


Sparks are flying like fireflies.

Oh! That is blacksmith

sharpening his tools.


Train heading towards its destination

and I am on it,

and I don’t know my destination.


Lights are flickering

as far as one could see

Don’t you know it is Christmas?


Birds are singing,

sun is shining

at last spring has arrived.


Sun is drowning,

night is approaching,

time for sweet dreams.


Lantern extinguished

due to gust of wind,

leaving everything in dark.


The cool breeze

find a home

on the single blade of grass.


The leaf of

unknown tree

clinging to the thorn.


A dog sleeping

on the door of an empty house,

waiting for his master.


Her talks, brief but persistent

to emulate her thoughts.

It is at the expense of others.


Fallen leaves

fall on each other

to share their sorrow.


A mouse playing hide and seek,

hungry cat jumped on it,

the game ended tragically.