Shahzia Batool

Shahzia Batool Poems

I shall lay my head on her knees
Believing that God must have cured her arthritic joints in heaven,
Then she will brush my hair with her fingers
And I shall tell her all my soul suffered from;

A gentle soul once asked me here
to delete my Age and edit profile
I read it and just passed a smile
I do respect her but I ask:


I got a chance to meet You
in the feel of a moment
gripped in the crystalline abstraction
of a diamond bonding…

O Maker of this universe! ! ! ! !
Sought in silence, prose and verse!

Teach me Lord to sing Thy Praise

When I shall cease to breathe the vital air

The news will spread like a wild fire

Whatever on your page
whenever I just read
there surely find a sage
who has a moral creed

My vision is the azure sky
And dreams are Paradise
My dwelling is behind the wall
I’m hidden to probing eyes

Life cannot be scribed into words
Or else I would shift the whole of it
By my pen on the paper
Then I would sign it, and say

Janay kiskis tarha mushkil se sambhala mujh ko!
Meri maa tu ne boht pyar se paala mujh ko......!

Apne kirdar se, guftaar se taaleem kia

Did I ever say I'm always right when I never was?

Should I blame others when I could not understand myself?

The colored clouds of the autumnal sky with a glistening gray base
are temptations enough for me
to getmore close to myself, and
inviting me

Roof-tops quickened
by juvenile shouts
kites are flying
against the sky

(composed on Universal children's day-2011)

I'm a lovely kid of my small house
With sprightly, sparkling eyes...

Past is ebbing back to me

Upon the unkind shores of the rough Sea
under the merciless blows of the mighty winds
you have to dig your heels deep
into the slippery sands;

Good dreams are bad friends
Rendering reality more painful than ever
Stung by them
I suffer from my split being

Suna tha ik nai taqdeer
ki tashkeel honi hay
Suna tha ab k aangan ki faza
tabdeel honi hay

Riveted are my mind's eyes
at the glitter of the stars
in the glistening lake of blue,
and wish to see in the skies

Extra special diamond Soul
Plays a strong and silent role

Joys and pains of life conceives

None can own the skies
'tis the open field
for falcons and for flies
hold your thread but fast

The Best Poem Of Shahzia Batool

If God Sends My Maa For A While!

I shall lay my head on her knees
Believing that God must have cured her arthritic joints in heaven,
Then she will brush my hair with her fingers
And I shall tell her all my soul suffered from;

I shall complain of the bouquet of roses
That pricked my hands despite the silk-ribbon
And scotch-tape woven around it carefully;

I shall tell her the tricks of the winds
Blowing roughly on me leaving all others
And of clouds that shower benign rain
On all others leaving me,
Though I stand under them with a bowl
In my hands raised skywards
Which stays dried up;

I‘ll feel she smoothes my hair
I am relieved, and her sweetness has removed
The wrinkles of my crumpled soul successfully…
I shall feel an urge to tell her
That I miss the apple-jam she used to prepare for me
In a sauce-pan,
And that I have left eating the soaked and peeled off
Almonds and raisins with a glass of milk;

I shall clarify that I am telling her all
Because I don’t tell
Such things to anyone
Not because they won’t listen to this
But because I have lost my tantrums wild
Somewhere in the fields of my childhood;

I shall ask her
Does she listen to my voice while I recite prayers
On her grave?
Does she see when my brother removes the frozen candle wax?
And washes the tomb-stone?
Or showering petals on her earthly-bed?

Yes, I shall tell her
That cooking shows are no more interesting now;
That all the tragic tunes interpret my heart
And all the sad songs sing of my soul;
But, will it be wise to tell her all
That might cause pain to her?

I shall have no idea of her allowed duration with me
So, I won’t tell her, or ask from her anything
But this, that we all are settled in life,
And that I am happy
And then I shall smile
as big as a smiley-sticker, ear to ear
and I won’t let her know
that my pen bleeds still…

Shahzia Batool Comments

Heather Wilkins 09 December 2012

It is my pleasure to know and work with Shahzia Batool. She is a sweet, kind, caring person. She is a person with a wealth of knowledge, and a heart full of love. Yet very humble in spirit. She is Editor of our poetry site, The Hearts of Global Poetry. A delight to have her working with us. Also a poetess of excellence. May everything she touches turn to gold. lu Shahzia

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Passionate Reader 02 April 2013

I have read all your poems and I strongly believe that you have a beautiful writing style. I always wait for your poems, read them because they truly depict human emotions and feelings. A true poet is the one whose poetry is comprehensible. I call your poetry “talking poetry “or “talking verses”. You made your poetry “talk” as it speaks to the reader which is a great accomplishment. Your firm control of language shows your genius, your exceptional intellectual or creative power or natural ability. Although your poetry is simple but it is loaded with meanings. I just love to explore the underlying meanings of your apparently simple poetry. One of my favourite poems is DISCOVERY. It has a lovely theme. Keep writing and stay blessed! ! !

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Lasoaphia Quxazs 29 October 2012

The people before me brought out so clearly who Shahzia is. An ambitious, wise, energetic, lovely person. She is writing from her heart, she is everywhere, have many friends, many votes, she is just the best. She is the best friend anybody ever can have, keeps up the connections and she is there always with you. Love you Shahzia.

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Sun Shine 26 November 2012

shahzia batool is one of the extraordinary poets and there is no exaggeration in it.. I adore her poems by heart.she has a beautiful way of expression.. As a person she is very soft spoken, kind hearted and always ready to help others out. Proud to be her niece. :) Fizzah! !

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Allemagne Roßmann 17 May 2013

For Shahzia Batool Sahibaan I will end with an Acrostic- - Saddle-tough simplicity is her attire Her tools of acquaintance toils in season Always quiet searching an indomitable within Her life in sublime verses black and white rowel Zoomed in and out the zebras run In extenuating her every characters Always welcomed wary of a clear conscience Be the snows still a mile more to shovel And be circumstances blaming on shoulders The joy of rhyme in leaps and spurs On quest of an oasis to Oil generated in the weather of work Lullaby in the hours of sentry

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A great poetess of modern age,thinker and cultivator of motivation.

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Bharati Nayak 19 January 2017

I came across a great treasure of good poems in your page.My words may fall too short to praise them.

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Akhtar Jawad 13 January 2016

Shazia Batool is a great English and Urdu poetess. I don't know why she appears like a blue moon on the skies of, but whenever she appears the skies are turned in a thing of beauty, a joy for ever.

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excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem

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Richard Beevor 07 May 2014

Love A Square Deal, excellent work about your country, thank you

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