Wednesday, 29 June 2022

Times of Change

Hope holds me

The phone is cold and stern

He is on the line with holy 

Of reminding of God

The man in the heart and the dear times

Changes mean life 

Enduring crystalline faith

The change is now folded

Into the question mark of our time. 


- Poem By Laila Ali Haid

Sunday, 12 June 2022

Stringent

Kindly and hateful in that world 

In your time sure and cold

In the passing we see your love in bitter clothing

The world is mine not theirs

The face of kindness is in your deed

The hatred now just sleeps

We are knowing of Him

We left it now.


- By Laila Ali Haid

Happiness

Poem by Laila Ali Haid Tears could love in light in hardness merry A songbird knew the faint light in touches  The memorial that we shine in...