Author Archives: Zakiah

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.

Mothers Day

I wish all the mothers, a blessed, happy, and healthy Mothers Day. Love, Zakiah.

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I have tried three times to upload images from my iPhone. I am informed that it is publishing them, but there is nothing here. GAH! Last week the rhododendrons were so beautiful and pink and spread around like a pink … Continue reading

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SILENCE: A Random Poem (NPM)

It is way past sleep time. Under these floors Lie buried Noises of the day; So many locks On so many thoughts And on every lock I feel the weight of Stony silence. This night could be saved If I … Continue reading

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My restless mindInvokes my Muse!Lifeless linesAcquiring a tongueNonspecific dotsGlowing in their blush.Love gets tinged, andScenes of life eruptAs I turn the heart of darknessInto a feast of lights! This Muse,Startles sleepy centuriesSings aboutGrandeur of earth!Every age and generationMy Muse speaks … Continue reading

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Remember that nightWhen you took me for a rideOn your new motor bike? Standing by the fields of sugar cane,Licking the juice off my chin,Holding my face in your hands, sayingMoonlight becomes you. I had a dream last night.Same fields … Continue reading

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NPM 13 A Mythical creature.

He rode a horse, that’s what I’ve read;the head was that of a human, possibly a woman? It had wings on the side of his bodyand carried the holy man from Mecca To Jerusalem and up to the heavensall in … Continue reading

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She told me to write a sestina.I looked at her with my eyes wide open“a sestina?” I asked.“Surely you mean Siesta,” I told her.She growled from her umbilicus,and the growl went all the way up to her eyes.‘Child’, she said; … Continue reading

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A Quatern. I was awakened by din early this mornI yawned and looked at the clockthe neighbor kept blowing the hornmy daughter entered the room in her new frock I braided her thick hairI was awakened by din early this … Continue reading

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Slavery and Freedom (NPM #8)

Slavery and Freedom White skin, standing tall on a frameof pride, attitude and bias. Black and brown skin, head bentbut spine straight, eyes steady and pious. One, a salve, the other a the masterholding up the status of the better … Continue reading

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