Shahida Latif

Shahida Latif Poems

Tears are pure transparent,
The molten fluid of pangs,
...

Who has handed over the iron wands,
Hammers, spanners to flowery hands?
Who has killed all the twinkling worms,
Snatching toys and dolls of fairylands?
...

Whenever I depart
To the new destinations,
Your memories
Begin to emerge up in the mind.
...

In the miseries of life,
Amid the grove of ambitions,
At one night I alone pondered,
What is this love, heathenness?
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Though the world is hazy obscure,
Smoke envelops its spheres,
Humanity grapple, wrestle for minor causes,
Blinded by the ghosts of impatience,
...

O! Man,
Do some thing sensible,
Though of a little value and worth;
If you do not have the courage,
...

The calamities

Calamities are the beasts of prey,
They hide couching along the route of life,
...

Lo! Who is being down loaded,
From the ambulance,
Covered with the bed sheet,
All spotted with blood,
...

When the sons and daughters of Adam and Eve,
The Vice of all creatures rise from the seat,
To the heavenly spheres contain in themselves,
A pack of divine wisdom, fragrance of all roses,
...

The callous statues,
Sitting in front of the computers:
The calculating machines,
Press the buttons to launch havocs,
...

Amazement is not yet lessened,
The Earth still revolves around,
The planets and galaxies go on,
They circle on determined routes;
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A dumb damsel standing on the brim,
At the moonlit night, engrossed, forlorn,
...

Desertedness groans and moans,
That a shepherd feeds the bellies of his herd,
...

When I unfurl, unfold my wings,
For the new flight and fresh trip,
I remember you by recollecting
Memories of the past.
...

The century passed and we were
On the threshold of new millennium
And heading towards the Millennium Dome:
The dignity and pride of Greenwich.
...

In the multitude of London
I happened to see a depressed figure,
With cascading hair, blue shimmering eyes,
Silky skin, face with the grace of an Angel,
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Both: Man and Satan are the fuel of falsehood,
But the ingredient that tell between them,
Is of stupendous, quite contradictory, opposing.
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18.

Mother: bounteous blessing,
A sheltering shield, fragrant flower,
Gurgling founting fountain of love,
Incarnated patience and sacrifice;
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God has the eyes that can observe,
Into the subterranean layers of mind,
To see the deep recesses of the thoughts,
All occurrences pass in front of Him,
...

I am not confound and confused,
Like any arguing philosopher,
Or calculating mathematician,
For I can observe with vivid vision,
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The Best Poem Of Shahida Latif

The Tears

Tears are pure transparent,
The molten fluid of pangs,
Of grief, of sorrows,
And strengthless helplessness;
They seek the channels,
Founting from the founts of eyes,
And falling from the falls of lashes,
Travel, flow on the soft, slippery
Continents and plains of cheeks,
Through the valleys of wrinkles,
Watering the crops of beauty,
Enriching, gleaming furrows,
Tripling, flowing mix and merge,
Into the ocean of dust.

Shahida Latif Comments

Uzma Jamil 30 September 2007

Your work is pleasing.Your thoughts are marvellous.Go ahead! Warm Wishes. Uzma Jamil.

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