Firdousia! Poem by Shahzia Batool

Firdousia!

Rating: 4.1


The Garden-croft of Paradise
As the tender name suggests
There buried deep are many dreams
That once would adorn many eyes
Some dear ones here have made their beds
Their beings lie there in eternal rest
With well-kept gardens, lush-green grass
Where none can pluck the fine flowers
The pavements made of nice bricks
Nature’s beauty is scattered around
Blue sky canvas, rain-filled clouds
Incense fragrance everywhere is felt
Soothing scenes are always seen
Of earthly beds strewn with buds
Marigold, roses, seasonal blossoms.
A square structure built in center
Prayer-mats laid for sacred prayers
Its walls are made of marble tiles
The floors are done in same style
Special place for pure and brave
Here lie martyrs in their graves
It has a mosque and swings for kids
A spacious cage for feeding the birds
Two graves there have my joys keep
In which my parents peacefully sleep
All those who are lying there
May God rest their souls in peace!
(amen)

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The graveyard in Lahore!
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 08 February 2014

wonderful 10+

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Faria Aslam 04 February 2014

May Allah rest their souls in peace...........Amin

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Dinesan Madathil 30 January 2014

I join you to share the sense of this deep loss. I wish there were souls and we could all be there. A deep silence surrounds me Shahziaji.

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Valsa George 30 January 2014

I feel as if I have visited this place which is kept so beautiful with a serene ambience! It is where great souls sleep! Among them I see two sepulchres where your parents rest in peace which I assume, you frequent with flowers in hand and prayers in your heart! ! Sweet poem! !

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Muhammad Ali 30 January 2014

Two graves there... Keeping your joys. And their joys and hopes and dreams may reach destiny. Ameen

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Allemagne Roßmann 22 February 2014

Have been there.Also visited officially the living graveyard- Kot Lakhpat.No lakhpatis seem to live there.Victims of feudalism.Though the foods were good in Lahore.Women cover their faces with hijabs and naqabs have seen.When you want to speak Punjabi they run away or tend to be in hurry and when in Arabic- they either do not understand or want that you speak Punjabi/Urdu.Amidst graveyards I feel for the women whose freedom of speech and womanhood are in graves whose name are also Firdausis.They live in austerity.No marigold, roses, seasonal blossoms for them.Great penning yours.

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Sun Shine 09 February 2014

ameen.. may Allah rest dere souls in peace.. description of ds graveyard is presented in a very beautiful way.. great!

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Neela Nath Das 09 February 2014

So beautiful Shahzia.Very nice poem.The pictorial description is adorable.

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Shihabudheen K J 09 February 2014

a tribute to people you cared most........its difficult to describe love for the eternal as care for them inside our hearts flow incessantly like rivers.........so great.......shahazia

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Indira Babbellapati 09 February 2014

A picturesque description of the final resting place...not eerie as most imagine it as!

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