Shuttered windows
doorways frozen in silence
Tables and chairs
like lumps of silence
stare at the fire in the hearth.
The snow, it keeps a falling
noiselessly, in feathery silence
~ if only I could hear a sound
Only the sound of your voice
this silence will be bearable
and the snow would look beautiful~
And this day can be saved.
Zakiah Sayeed
NPM April 9th.
About Zakiah
I write poetry and some fiction, have a book that was published in 2012. . . Stray Thoughts/Winged Words. I have four grandchildren, ages 16 and half to almost 16 months. I love the ocean, and grew up along the Indian Ocean in South India. I am a retired physician. Don't know much else to say. Thanks for reading.
That has been my profile for so many years. My daughter Saadia a great poet and story teller, has two sons; the oldest grandson is now 21 years old, doing architectural engineering at Missouri S&T in Rolla MO. His younger brother is almost 16 and taking driving lessons seriously and is in High School. The other two grandsons, children of my son Sayeed, are 9 and 5.
I have recently published another book titled Gulistan, A home of Flowers. It has stories and memories of my childhood and of a distant land which I still consider as my HOME., even though I have lived here in the US for more than fifty years.
Hope to see you on my blog.
alabeti 
Lovely
Yes and yes again! It snowed all morning and finally the sun came out at ~ 4:00 pm and the snow on the sidewalks all melted. As I walked to my car, the sparrows were in full chorus. And indeed the day was saved!!
A beautiful poem, Zakiah! It was 90 degrees here — record breaking temps all over Southern California! It should be a few degrees cooler tomorrow, and about 20 degrees less by the weekend! It’s crazy!
Absolutely beautiful.
I saw a robin on the weekend but it flew away as soon as I got my phone out.
“lumps of silence” – I like that.
Beautiful poem .It would go well with my latest post that you love Zakiah.
Love ❤
Michel