ASIF SULTAN MATTA

A Beast that Eats 'Love' It is the beast that eats goodness leaves man in guilt and deep distress it is the snake that sucks all love No relation sees,  it's so ruthless,  venom it spreads in affable blood turns it bitter and affectionless  Filth it is that taints your pure love loathsome it makes your great beingness Folks cluster around to a loving heart and the one who shouts is the one heard less 'Brave is not one who wrestles men down  but the one who waits-- its vent suppress' Anger, berserk horse that failures ride rein it too firm and veer to success.  31- January 2017 Asif Sultan Matta

The day of delight and an eerie feeling my heart in awe is fastly beating... why shan't it quiver with huge surge of love's ray? that too multiplied with the advent of this day? A deep nervousness it endlessly reels as is feeble- can't evince well what it feels... Heart signals merry and a great sense of awe, an apt picture of this bliss it's unable to draw Words too little to share what it's to convey Blessed and happy you be, I always pray With my shivering hands, you accept a rosy bouquet A call, deep in heart, wishing you a Happy Birthday...💐 30-January 2017 Asif Sultan Matta