This is a touching poem someone has forwarded to me,  Some ignorants cannot control their desires and innocents have to pay for their mistakes.

Sweet boy writing to mom

I went to a party Mom,

I remembered what you said.

You told me not to drink, Mom,

So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,

The way you said I would.

I didn’t drink and drive, Mom,

Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,

I know you are always right.

Now the party is finally ending, Mom,

As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,

I knew I’d get home in one piece.

Because of the way you raised me,

So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,

But as I pulled out into the road,

The other car didn’t see me, Mom,

And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,

I hear the policeman say,

“The other guy is drunk,” Mom,

And now I’m the one who will pay.

I’m lying here dying, Mom….

I wish you’d get here soon.

How could this happen to me, Mom?

My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,

And most of it is mine.

I hear the medic say, Mom,

I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,

I swear I didn’t drink.

It was the others, Mom.

The others didn’t think.

He was probably at the same party as I.

The only difference is, he drank

And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?

It can ruin your whole life.

I’m feeling sharp pains now.

Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,

And I don’t think it’s fair.

I’m lying here dying

And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.

Tell Daddy to be brave.

And when I go to heaven, Mom,

Put “GOOD BOY ” on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,

Not to drink and drive.

If only they had told him, Mom,

I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.

I’m becoming very scared.

Please don’t cry for me, Mom.

When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.

Before I say good bye.

I didn’t drink and drive,

So why am I the one to die?

Someone took the effort to write this poem. So please, forward this to as many people as you can. And see if we can get a chain going around the world that will make people understand that don’t mix drinking and driving.

If A Child Lives With. . .

by Dorothy Law Nolte

If a child lives with criticism. . . . . . . .he learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility. . . . . . . . he learns to fight.

If a child lives with fear. . . . . . . .he learns to be apprehensive.

If a child lives with jealousy. . . . . . . .he learns to feel guilt.

If a child lives with tolerance. . . . . . . .he learns to be patient.

If a child lives with encouragement . . . . . . . .he learns to be confident.

If a child lives with praise. . . . . . . .he learns to be appreciative.

If a child lives with acceptance. . . . . . . .he learns to love.

If a child lives with approval. . . . . . . .he learns to like himself.

If a child lives with recognition . . . . . . . .he learns that it is good to have a goal.

If a child lives with honesty. . . . . . . .he learns what truth is.

If a child lives with fairness. . . . . . . .he learns justice.

If a child lives with security. . . . . . . .he learns to trust in himself and others .

If a child lives with friendliness. . . . . . . .he learns the world is a nice place in which to live.

Urdu Poetry on “Maa” (Mother)

by Raza Sirsavi

 

 Attached is the audio file of the same poetry recited by Syed Raza Sirsavi, its very touching and heart trembling. Note : Sound quality is low.

 

Same manqabat recited by Brother Shadman Raza

 

 

Pyar Kehtai Hain Kisai Aur Mamta Kya Cheez Hai
Koie Un Bachoon Sai Poocheye Jin Ki Mar Jati Hai Maa

Dair Ho Jati He Ghar Aanai Main Aksar Jab Hamain
Rait Per Machli Ho Jaisay Aisay Ghabrati Hai Maa

Marte Dam Bacha Na Aapaye Agar Pardes Se
Apni Donoo Putliyaan Chokhat Pe Rakh Jati Hai Maa

Mout Ki Aaghosh Main Jab Thak Ke Soo Jati Hai Maa
Tab Kaheen Ja Kar ‘Raza’ Thora Sukoon Pati Hai Maa

Fikr Main Bachoon Ki Kuch Is Terha Ghul Jati Hai Maa
Nojawaan Hotay Huwe Boodhi Nazar Aati Hai Maa
 
  Rooh Ke Rishtay Ki Yeah Gehrayean To Daikheye
Choot Lagti Hai Humaray Aur Chillati Hai Maa

 Ek ek hasrath ko apne azm wo istekhal se   
Anso’oan se ghusl de ker khud hi dhafna thi hai maa

 Oadthi hai hasrathoan ka khudtho bosida kafan
chahatoan ka payrahan bachoan ko pehnathi hai maa

Kab Zarurat Ho Meri Bachay Ko Itna Sooch Kar
Jaagti Rehti Hain Aankhain Aur Soo Jati Hai Maa
  
  Bhuka rehne hi nahi dethi yateemon ko khabhi
Jane kiskis se kahan se mang kar lati hai maa

Haddiyoon Ka Ras Pila kar Apnay Dil Ke Chain Ko
Kitnee Hi Ratoon Mai Khali Pait Soo Jati Hai Maa
 
Jane Kitne Barf Si Ratoon Me Aysa Bhi Hua
Bacha To Chaati Pe Hai Gelay Main Soo Jati hai Maa

Jab Khilone Ko Machalta Hai Koie Ghurbat Ka Phool
Aansoon Ke Saaz Par Bachay Ko Behlati Hai Maa
  
  Fiker Ke Shamshaan Me Aakhir Chitaoon Ki Terha
Jaisai Sookhi Lakdeyaan, Is Terha Jal Jati Hai Maa

Muflisi bache ki zid par jab uthaleti hai haath 
Jaisai ho mujrim koi is tarha sharmati hai maa

Apnay Aanchal Se Gulabi Aansuoon Ko Poonch Kar
Dair Tak Gurbat Pe Apne Ashk Barsati Hai Maa

samne Bachoon Ke Khush Rahti Hai Har Ik Haal Main
Raat Ko Chup Chup Ke Laikin Ashk Bersati Hai Maa
  
  Pehlay Bachoon Ko Khilati Hai Sukoon-o-Chain Se
Baad Mai Jo Kuch Bacha ho Shouk Se Khati Hai Maa

Mangti Hi Kuch Nahi Apnai Leye ALLAH Se
Apnai Bachoon Ke Leye Daman Ko Phailati Hai Maa
 
Jane Anjane me hojaye jo bachoan se khusoor
Ek anjaani sazaa ke dar se tharrathi hai maa

Gar Javan Baiti Ho Ghar Main Aur Koie Rishta Na Ho
Ek Naye Ehsas Ki Suli Pe Chard Jati Hai Maa
  
  Apne bachoan ki bahaar-e-zindagi ke waste 
 Ansooan ke phool har mausam me barsati hai maa
 
 Har Eebadat Har Mohabbat Mai Nihan Hai Ek Gharaz
Be-Gharaz, Be-Lous, Har Khidmat Ko Kar Jati Hai Maa

Bazuwoon Me Khinch Ke Aajayegi Jaise Kayenat
Apnai Bachay Ke Leye Bahoon Ko Phailati Hai Maa

Zindagani Ke Safar Me Gardishoon Ki Dhoop Mai
Jab Koie Saya Nahi Milta To Yaad Aati Hai Maa
  
  Pyar Kehtai Hain Kise Aur Mamta Kya Cheez Hai
Koie Un Bachoon Sai Poocheye Jin Ki Mar Jati Hai Maa

Safha-e-Hasti Pe Likhti Hai Usool-e-Zindagi
Is Liye Ek Maktab-e-Islam Kehlati Hai Maa
 
Us Nayi Duniya Ko Diye Masoom Rahber Is Leye
Azmatoon Me Sani-e-Quran Kehlati Hai Maa

Ghar Se Jab Pardes JaTa Hai Koie Noor-e-Nazar
Haath Main Qur’an Le Kar Dar Pe Aajati Hai Maa
  
  De Ke Bachay Ko Zamanat Main Raza-e-Pak Ki
Peechay Peechay Sar Jhookaye Door Tak Jaati Hai Maa

Kanpti Aawaz Sai Khaiti Hai “Baita alwida”
Samne Jab Tak Rahe Haatoon Ko Lehrati Hai Maa
 
Jab Parayshani Me Ghir Jate Hain Hum Pardes Me
Aansuwoon Ku Poanch Ne Khwaboon Main Aajati Hai Maa

Dair Ho Jati He Ghar Aane Main Aksar Jab Hamain
Rait Per Machli Ho Jaisay Aisay Ghabrati Hai Maa
  
  Marte Dam Bacha Na aapaya agar  Pardes Se
Apni Donoo Putliyaan Chokhat Pe Rakh Jati Hai Maa

Baad Mar Janai Ke Phir Baite Ki Khidmat Ke Leye
Bhes Beti Ka Badal Kar Ghar Main Aajati Hai Maa
 
Chahe hum khushyoun me maa ko bhool jayen doasto 
Jab musibat sar pe aati hai tho yaad aati hai maa

Door Ho Jati Hai Sari Omr Ki Us Dum Thakan
Biyah Kar  Betay Ka Jab Ghar Bahu Lati Hai Maa
  
  Cheen lati hai wohi aksar sukoon-e-zindagi                            
Pyar se dhulhan bana kar jis ko ghar lati hai maa
 
Hamne ye bhi tho nahi soachan alaag hone ke baad
Jab diya hi khuch nahi ham ne tho kya khati hai maa

Zabt tho dakho ke itni berukhi ke baujood
Bad dua deti hai hargis aur na pashtati hai maa
 
Saal bhar me ya khabhi hafte me jumeraat ko
Zindagi bhar ka sila ek Fateha pati hai maa  

  Apne pehlu me lita kar roz thouthe ki tarha 
Eik barah panch chouda ham ko ratwati hai maa
 
Umr bhar ghafil na hona matame Shabbir se
Raat din apne amal se hamko samjati hai maa 

Yaad aata hai shab-e-ashoor ka kadyal jawan
Jab khabi uljhi huyi zulfon ko suljhati hai maa
 
Sab se pehle jaan dena Fatima ke lal par
Raat bhar Aun-o-Mohd ko ye samjhati hai maa  

  Fatima ke lal par qurban kar ne ke liye
Baandh kar sehra jawan bete ko leati hai maa
 
Allah Allah ithehade sabre Laila-o- Hussain
Baap ne khenchi sinah, sine ko sehlati hai maa

Ye bata sakti hai hum ko bus Rabab-e-Khastatan
Kis tarha bin doodh ke bache ko behlati hai maa
 
Shimr ke khanjar se ya sukhe gale se puchiye
“Maa” idhar mun se nikalta hai udhar aati hai maa  

  Aysa lagtha hai kisi maqtal se ab bhi waqte asr
Ek burida sar se “pyasa hoon” sada aati hai “maa”
 
Apne gam ko bhool kar rothe hain jo Shabbir ko
Un ke ashkoan ke liye Jannat se aajati hai maa

Shukriya ho hi nahi sakta khabhi us ka ada
Marte marte bhi dua jine ki de jati hai maa

Zindagani Ke Safar Me Gardishoon Ki Dhoop Me
Jab Koie Saya Nahi Milta To Yaad Aati Hai Maa