Aminath Neena Poems
- Soul Mate Once upon a lonely night I looked at the sky ...
- The Wicked Witch The wicked witch of the east Belched after...
- Someone Else Darkness seeps through the window sill
- Jasmine Oh jasmine; Oh my grace, Thy softness and silky ...
- Home If home is where we dost belong to unroam Then, let me ...
- Perfume </>The little boy Sat under the mango tree ...
- Insatiable Dreams She is the libretto to which his ...
I was born in Male', Rep. Of. Maldives. It
is an island nation in the vast Indian Ocean. Currently, I work as a lecturer at 'The Maldives National University'. I started writing poems during the course of a rough patch in my life just to let out my frustration and to be sane in an insane world.Since then, writing poems, has become a hobby. more »
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Nothing is everlasting in this temporary world. Your money, your position, your power, your family, your health; all of which are temporal and may be taken from you anytime. So, be kind. Be humble and...Aminath Neena
Failure is the corner stone of success. It is the beacon of light that guides you back on track. So never give up! Take failure as a lesson and an instruction manual to skillfully plan and develop on ...Aminath Neena
Whenever I reflect and contemplate upon life, I am in awe of God's perfect timing in all aspects; how he brings situations and people to correspond at the perfect time, on the perfect path, alongside ...Aminath Neena
If you want to feel good, just help a person in need; even a simple act of kindness on your part will brighten up the whole day for you, providing that, your objective was not to gain any material ben...Aminath Neena
Writing can never be superficial because it is not only about having a good command of language but it runs much deeper than that.Good writers are able to connect with their readers so much so, that e...Aminath Neena
Once upon a lonely night
I looked at the sky
Illuminated with a million stars
And I thought I saw your portrait
Etched deeply in the blue parchment
with a spectrum of vivid colours
Once upon a grey morning
I looked at the damp grass
glistening with a thousand raindrops
and I thought I smelt your cologne
revitalizing my swaying senses
with the freshness of my unique one
Once upon a sunny afternoon
I looked at the sparkling sea
with the shimmering ripples swaying to and fro
and I thought I heard your voice