'HARMONY' POEMS BY ZEENAT IQBAL HAKIMJEE, MOMENTS OF BLISS

MOMENTS OF BLISS

The mild rays filtering
Through the tree;
The winter sun beaming
In glee,
The lush green grass
Beneath me,
Forming a carpet softly;
The birds chirping in the trees,
The insects frolicking from here to there
The morning dew drops thinning in the warm air;
An apple in my hand
I keep the doctor away;
What more can one ask for
I to myself say.

'HARMONY' POEMS BY ZEENAT IQBAL HAKIMJEE, JOY AND SORROW

JOY AND SORROW

The begum dashes by in -
- Her flashing car,
To meet a companion at -
- A destination afar.
At a meeting point
In a parlour,
Five boys voraciously
In a corner ice Cream devour,
The silk saris and golden bangles
Glittering in the light,
The high heels and the leather purses
Presenting a sight;
The beggar in his torn
and tattered assemblage,
Spreads out his palm
And asks for patronage.