My Village
In the desolate lanes of the village We wander, the eccentric souls Weathered have become all the doors and walls The old souls have faded into the earth’s folds High-pitched voices and loud echoes Now rise from those who seek…
A Faithful Soul
In the season of confinement, a gust of fresh air is sought Amidst an era of betrayal, a faithful soul is dearly sought The scorching walls echo, “Oh, set me free!” As the blazing sun, someone must unlock the door…
Awake, My Brethren
In a world of endless mysteries, we find ourselves In a realm of challenges, where paths are not smooth Within this realm lies a guardian, the caretaker of its essence Where everyone wanders aimlessly, lost in a haze Embrace the…
Time
No one is born a conqueror; instead, time becomes the conqueror. By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt, Dubai, UAE. March 2011.
Eating Together
Eating together is a symbol of love and affection. By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt Nov. 2012
Partition of Pakistan and India
Someone told, “At the railway station, voices can be heard: Hindu dal roti and Muslim meat roti”. By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt, Dubai, UAE. Dec. 02, 2013
Time
Time itself is never bad! What has passed becomes good. By: Mohammad Ifrahim Butt, Dubai, UAE. March 20, 2012
True Love
When we find ourselves remorseful and plagued with regret due to being displeased with someone close to us, it serves as evidence of true love. When, based on the foundation of our own sins, we fear Allah’s displeasure, feel ashamed,…