Monday, 19 September 2016

LADY OF THE WINTER

Her appealing appearance and overwhelming beauty 
Her everlasting white skin and famous equity 
Her curative eyes and her mind sinister 
Sitting in a garden is a lady of winter 

Young lads come and praises her coiffure 
Her innocent glances---------implausible 
When they see her they cite some phrases 
Expressing love and their kindred feelings 

The cold mist and snowflakes are happy to see her 
Withered trees and bare sky are happy to have her 
Behind her lingers the shadows of others 
Who once looked at her but now are blur 

Finally the sun and summer has gathered 
Young lads vanished and snow flakes faded 
The deliberate summer murdered the winter 
Destroyed the garden and the lady of winter 
      Dr.Zain               



Wednesday, 10 August 2016

MINE


As a kid I played and laughed 
With glowing noisy and wrecked toys
I called them mine and kept them in loft 
But soon they perished without any noise 

As a lad I was struck and inflicted with love 
Surrounded by damsels and fluorescent faces
Called them mine and met them at at fleuves
But all of them left leaving no traces 

As a man i was greedy and full of vanity 
Ran after fame, fortune, and glamour 
Called everything mine and lost my sanity 
Nothing remains about which i can stammer 

Now wrinkled and grey i sit in my room
And think of the things I once called mine 
They still exist but they don't make me bloom
I'm done with a life in which nothing was mine 
Dr.Zain

Wednesday, 3 August 2016

SOMETHING THAT MEANT A LOT


What's the relation between a loner and his loneliness? For a loner it's the only thing he can count on, the only thing for which every part of his body crave.He will never let anyone come in between him and his precious loneliness. It's as if the loneliness is his flute and he , a player who lives only to play it.Indifferent to humans he stays lost in the tune of his own flute.
But this can change. A touch from non other than the very existence of a human being for which he longed but never knew can change a loner into a social being.And when he reaches a point when he starts disliking his loneliness that is when he is really in love.
YES... LOVE CAN CHANGE US IN WAYS WE NEVER KNOW. 
Dr.Zain 


Friday, 1 July 2016

POET OR A DOCTOR?





FAR AWAY IN A DESOLATE VILLAGE 
LAD(desperate): How many times i have to say I don't want to be a doctor mom!
MOM: Enough already if you wanna be something then this is your chance.
LAD:Whatever i'm just not into that kind of stuff. Let me be what i want to be.
MOM: It's settled then.If you wanna leave the village then it has to be for medical studies or no.
LAD(sobbing): I hate you mom. I so wanna be a poet but you just won't let me.
DOOR BELL RANG
LAD: Who is it?
YOUR DAD A VOICE ANSWERED 
DAD: What's the ruckus about?
LAD(sobbing): Dad i wanna be a poet but mom won't let me.She wants me to be a doctor.
DAD(smiling): No big deal son.
LAD(surprised):How can you say that dad!
DAD: You can become both son.
LAD: How?
DAD: A doctor is someone who heals others with his knowledge and tools while a poet is someone who can heal others with words.It's very important for a doctor to have this quality of healing others with words. This way he will be on a whole different level. Son! you should become both a doctor and a poet or should I say a doctor who can heal others with his words too and reaches their hearts.
LAD(hopefully): I have lit it upon dad! i'm gonna be both.

Dr.zain afaq 
  


Wednesday, 22 June 2016

ENGAGEMENTS


I have been to so many marriages and they have always agitated me.It makes me think about the happiness of the bride and groom but at the same time it reminds me of the screams behind the veil belonging to those who once loved the bride or the groom.Why did it turned out like this for them.... a separation?
I believe that's what happens when someone strays from their path.They are endowed with a broken heart.We ourselves are responsible for our broken hearts.
Dr.ZAIN