Biography of HABEEBURAHMAN Thaliyil
Habeeburahman Thaliyil belongs to Thaleekkara village in Kozhikode district in Kerala.He works at ASTER DM HEALTHCARE DUBAI
Address for Communication:
KACHERIVATHUKKAL, THALIYIL PO KUTTIADI 673508
Mob: +919995798560,00971525825795, +971529069205
HABEEBURAHMAN Thaliyil's Works:
Beyond Eyes By Olive Books Calicut, Kerala, India
HABEEBURAHMAN Thaliyil Poems
You Alone I Love, Yo Alone I Worship
You alone I love, you alone I worship. [Poem] Until I die my breath will guard you, And my memories after.
Malala  Vs Taliban
"Learning is the right and duty of each man and woman" [MUHAMMED Peace be Upon HIM, The last Prophet] Oh, Malala, pray for you here a Muslim in Sujood. Still echoes in the desert of Madina,
You left me in the chamber where Death alone smelt. I fear nothing in the darkness Save your absence.
Let Me Drink The Wine Of Love
Let me drink the wine of love, Until we die of it intoxicated. Let s start our day with a drink, Until we bathe in it tonight.
My Flag Is My Religion
My blood sinks into a crystal glass In trio colour. It flows No drought can dry it,
Delhi, December 26,2012
Let's stone ourselves to death Because we couldn't stone them to; Don't tear me apart I am your sister, I am your mother
I Am The Rain
Love and long for love Until the trumpet is blown And rain down to earth again. Rain drops are lovers who never die
If My Waiting Ends In Your Arms By Death...
Take me from anything you like; But not your love and my desire for you Without, I am nothing but a form flesh Shadows, we were once each other.
Life I Challenge You
Life I challenge you Doom me to unending pain Stay my hand, becloud my vision Break my heart and then again.
Snake And Ladder
Childhood creeps like a snake Climbing the ladder Play snake and ladder Ebb and flow of happiness
Each Death Is A Festival!
Above the seventh sky God cannot sleep. He cannot rest on the seventh day. Down the hills creeping and crawling,
If I could play a RAGA ever I would sing Neelambari for you And in the rain we will wash ourselves Until we breathe again in a deep and sound sleep
Upon The Sun Rise Hill
Here sleeps the Sun To wake up in the dawn Blazing Burning
Before my bones rust in the dust Before my soul twinkles in the sky Be mine my lady, believe me I love you
I Am But A Poor Lover
I AM BUT A POOR LOVER. [POEM]
"Save me or kill me as you wish,
Only never leave me alone in other hands".
It's all I wish to sing always when I miss you.
I am but a poor lover.