Some place too far for us to find

Lost all the taste and smell

Of the world that we left behind

Magic surrounds the skies and the grounds

Leaving our fingers lingering and our heads in the clouds.

Your prince will come to rescue you and fight

All is well until the time has come

Look at the clock it has struck midnight

Make sure your house is made of bricks

Or the big wolf will blow it down

He’ll break you into bits

and then chomp you down

It’s all a trick you must stand tall on the ground,

blow away the magic and

get your head out of the clouds.

Shamona Wali

Janurary 3, 2010

~Dedicated to my loving, little cousin, Faria

Don’t fall through the cracks or you’ll disappear

Look at the world through my sight

Possibilities are endless when I write

Look at the world from a blind person’s eye

Their minds are in the stars

Their minds are in the sky

Look at the world from a bird’s point of view

What they see is their pleasure

Living their life is their only treasure

Look at the world in a Gardener

Picking apart all the flowers

It could take at least a thousand hours

But the meaning inside to them feels so deep and divine

That this feeling can’t be found it’s simply impossible to find

Shamona Wali

January 14, 2010

You don’t have to make it alone

When death eats away your thoughts

You have no more time anymore to believe

Now you must accept this thought

That life can truly, really deceive.

Now he’s going to heaven

There’s nothing else you can say

He is excited and joyous with the presence of God

and shimmering with the stars until they die away

Your empty at the moment,

like a hollow, quiet tree

until happiness blows in again and allows you to see.

“Poems do not have to rhyme. They can be about whatever

you like. They do not need punctuation marks or have to make sence.

Your the poet, write what you want.”

~ Ihtesham Kazi

I am choosing to change my writing style.

Soon, I’ll be writing new poems in this “new” style of mine.

check them out when i post them.

-shamona

A gentle breeze blew in at times.

My sweet scent of skin attracted roaming mosquitoes

surround the humid air.

Cars and trucks rolled their wheels on the ground,

creating a marvelous city like soundtrack.

It all felt so serene.

I wanted to just stay here and take it all in.

I wanted just to keep breathing the slightly

polluted yet enchanting air.

But I just sighed and turned back.

I ducked under the fruit trees,

Beyond the half grown mangos,

And through the thicket of cactus plants.

I scurried down the steps, leaving the roof top garden alone

to await for another visitor to come again.

Shamona Wali

12/14/2009

The serenity calmed my heart.

I felt so light – as if I were about to fly away.

Calm mist fluttered like butterflies across the sky,

and into my face.

The clouds, which were set around the scene,

smiled down at me.

The whispering ocean hummed to the melody too.

An aroma of saltwater and air whispered along my nose.

I felt as if I should be here forever.

The scene was perfect.

I sighed and rode my bike away.

Shamona Wali

December 3, 2009

To feel rather odd and the children are running in.

The cold air filters in with a cool breeze,

But we all can have fun or at least those who believe.

Surrounding by endless time with nothing to do,

I can’t even go out to play with you.

Now it’s quite clear, that I’m stuck here

With nothing at all to do.

What shall we cook up in our mind,

Different activities and lots to find.

But hey,

I guess I’m ok with this rainy day.

The majesty of a tree,

The warmth of the sun,

The calm of a quiet sea.

The joy of a morning in Spring,

The faith of an apple seed.

The pacients of an eternity,

The imagination I need.

Then God combined these qualities,

When there was nothing else to add,

He knew his master piece was complete and he

Made you, the best Grand Dad.

I love you Ihtesham.

Shamona Wali

August 6, 2009

As a loud crowd applaud.

Still willow trees blew to the beat of the breeze,

As autumn colored leaves fell down.

Moist drops of water started to fall,

The weather never stays still at all.

The aroma of steamed coffee filled through the air

I knew, I just knew I had to stay there.

Birds here and there,

Soaring through the air,

I don’t think that’s fair.

‘Cause we can’t fly through the sky two and fro,

To watch everything in sight

Of Chicago.

Shamona Wali

November 1, 2009

When the little birds wake up

in the morning and sing their souls out standing proud and tall,

I watch these birds through my window they stick together through it all.

Love is

When you’re fast asleep in your bedroom all cozy and such,

But your mother tip toes in and gives you a kiss,

She says I will love you forever and just as much.

Love is when two souls, are put together to live with each other forever.

Through all kinds of problems, big and small,

They will live for love and for nothing else at all.

Love is

Imran and Jenifer on this lovely day,

I wish both of you a precious life,

And I have one more thing to say…

Your happiness begins

With your wonderful wedding day.

You’ll Share everything together;

And your love will stay.

Congratulations to you,

As you begin your happy life.

May everything be perfect,

As new husband and new wife.

Shamona Wali

Dedicated to Imran and Jennifer

10/10/2009