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The Drops of Purity – Novid Shaid

The Drops of Purity, By Novid Shaid, 2005 copyright The limpid drops of purity Seep through their hearts instilling certainty. They rain down on the turbidity, Which veils their hearts with all things sensory, And soften the solidity, And wash away the multiplicity. The drops increase and permeate A vision forms in the transparency, It’s […]

An Ode to My Sofa – Novid Shaid

An Ode to My Sofa By Novid Shaid, 2010, copyright Forgive me my dear sofa, For my wilful arrogance, It’s only now I’ve noticed Your uncanny consciousness. Your seats are so inviting! Your back so comforting! We fall on you for joy and rest And you oblige our every whim. For sleeping you indulge us, […]

The Rich and the Poor – Novid Shaid

The Rich and the Poor by Novid Shaid, October, 2010 A road sweeper whispered some words while clearing autumn leaves, which lay below the naked elms that lined a privileged street. A tear fell from his gentle eyes, landing upon a leaf, reviving it for just a while from separation’s grief. He brushed along past […]

Are you lonesome tonight? – Novid Shaid

Are you lonesome tonight? by Novid Shaid, 2003 Are you lonesome tonight? Are you friendless tonight? Is your world fractured apart? Has your love turned and fled? Has your loyal heart bled? It’s not worth living, apart. Shall I show you a friend? Recommend you a friend? Your woes, His love will consume And His […]

The Homecoming of my Old Friend – Novid Shaid

The homecoming of my old friend. By Novid Shaid, 2003 One day, a painful memory shook my heart, My old friend had served me since my birth, And I had cast him out onto the street, Denying his undying faithfulness. For my old friend was becoming wearisome, Especially now I’d made new, trendy friends, In […]

The Dowdy Muslim – Novid Shaid

  The Dowdy Muslim By Novid Shaid, September, 2010   There once was a dowdy Muslim whose face looked clumsy and cold. She would waddle down the street, looking down at her feet, covered up in flowing dark folds.   When she trudged on through the markets or stood in queue like a dull figurine, […]

The Meeting – By Novid Shaid

The Meeting By Novid Shaid, September, 2010 Innamaa hadhihi hayaatu mataa’ – “verily this life is full of struggles”- Young Fata to Dhun Nun Al Misri– Kitab Ul Futuwwa Abadan tahinnu ilaykumu arwah – “forever do the spirits find rest with You” – Imam Shihaabudeen Suhwardi When I was a restless youth And my heart […]

The Man Who Loved to Burn The Book – By Novid Shaid

The Man Who Loved to Burn The Book By Novid Shaid, September, 2010 Once there was a man, who yearned to burn a book, which millions loved; it was their special book, its verses had some of them completely hooked; they were delighted by just a momentary look. But this man sneered; he confounded their […]

O You – Poem by Novid Shaid

O You Novid Shaid, copyright, 2010 O You, who love to demonize our Prophet, Nabi Muhammad, know this: that we love him more than you love your own identities. O You, who love to satirize our master, Nabi Muhammad, know this: that just our eulogies of him are enough to fill your libraries. O You […]