Tajudeen Shah Poems
The Shortest Epic.
In void's lab did happen
Such an awful explosion;
So is it fixed in human.
Had her course so cryptic
Through caverns pure and static,
Though often seems pragmatic.
Angels boasted, of purity
Jinns too, of versatility,
But liked not man's divinity.
Having lost the seat blessed,
Adam in repentance traversed,
Others, in turns, all sauntered.
Since origin is she chaste,
Still stand even the outcast,
But, adore not any holocaust!
Of Greed and feud shall ...
A Blessed Fate.
The first raindrop on my nose tip
Landed after her long-fated trip!
A crystal crown at first-fall emerged,
And many a rainbows blossomed!
Sending chill shivers into my sinews,
Marrows, veins and soul centers,
Made my eyes seal and arms raise
To the heavens, sending prayers
For her, me and surrounded mates!