Shama Taimour Bukhari
Biography of Shama Taimour Bukhari
Born in the mid of last century at a heavenly place'Dehradun'. spent just infancy years and the country was divided.My family left that place never to see it again.May be those infancy years spent amongst forests, hills and waterfalls left beautiful effects on my canvas of life..And I think that transformed me into a poet.be
Shama Taimour Bukhari's Works:
1.Colors of Life(usa) 2.Motherhood magazine...The Last Promise.. 3.Tennesey journal...The white Rain...
Shama Taimour Bukhari Poems
A Flower In The Ocean
Oceans are never silent, likewise the sky. The waves whisper their secrets, embracing each other. And they are separated, never to meet again. But, I always see a flower in the ocean.
Some Get Wet
The rain in the night or around a day, Seems a blessing for many to play. Some going to the beach, other climbing trees, Few reading a book in a terrace not far,
A home I dreamt of, I lived in with you. The blessings and nature, my garden will grow.
Sometime far far away, a star glows and hides behind the moon. Sometime far far away the moon smiles and hides behind the clouds. Sometime far far away the sun shines and hides behind a mountain. But sometime far far away.
why the world is a little bad Why the people are so sad? Why are there lies around Why are there wars for nothing
My abondened heart, though old and grey. Still fondly sees around for you. I left you behind, or time was unkind.. But we are living a life.to find.
Valley Of Dreams
Sleep I when you not here.. Not in my memory, , Not in my thoughts, , But it is never so, ,
Princess In Jail
for what she was punished, No one knew, no one knows. Centuries passed without shedding a tear. For she was there half of her life.
I lost you, my brother, I lost you. I lost my world the day you left. You were my father and a mother too. I cried on your shoulders and whispered in your heart.
Days Past By...
Those long summer days, spent with you. Those cold shivering nights sitting by fire. Those singing springs, milky water falls. The seasons changing their moods.
Me In Search Of Me
It seems centuries we were a part of nature Always together around the flowers with fragrance Near the banyan tree with sparrows perching abound Under the mulberry tree going round and round
Many seasons, many weathers I have toiled.. Some were vague others coney.. The nights were long or the days lonely.. Mornings with a rainbow but nights all dark.
Seasons Of My
Seasons are forever... They come and go But the sadness of heart is there to glow Love is blind and world is cruel The heart is lonely...the mind is full
Autumn Of My Heart..
Seasons are forever changing, Winters cozy to love, Spring, hand in hahd, summers the vacations all the way... But Autumn is the time of separation....
why the world is a little bad
Why the people are so sad?
Why are there lies around
Why are there wars for nothing
Why peace is swap for anything?
Why do the people always boast
Why the wealth is loved the most?
Why the old is misery surround
Why the orphans are on the ground?