The Rose, The Soul & the Window The most beautiful rose You may find in the cemetery, Blooming in between the headstones ...

Somewhere... not far from us, I am sure Poone is waiting.  Al-fatiha... He Never Left, We Have Yet to Arrive. What is "not her...

The Broken Arrow My Lord is there across the field, My body takes the physical form of a bow, It is my Prophet that draws the b...

When alive, Poone used to confide in his nephews that he shan't live to reach 50. But to me, he has. Happy Birthday, Poone!  Tod...

Now That You Are Not Here Dear gentle soul, Now that you are gone, I constantly pray for you, As I know you are constantly pr...

The Past Do not look to the past, And do not ask, Could I have said this instead? Could I have done something else? Why did I...

A Stranger, A Wanderer The more this world becomes familiar, The more I feel like a stranger, So let me leave this world As I c...

The Humble Shovel You may have ridden in the finest horse and carriage, You may have feasted from plates of gold and silver, But ...

121. The Door (By Poone) Oh, My servant! Long have you been knocking on My door. Here, take the door and go! ............

Poone... in Jordan, May 2011. In the company of his friends. The Ghost I keep feeling him, There he goes, on my door, knocking, ...

In Jordan (May 2012), with a guitar on his lap, a cigarette in his mouth and surrounded by friends. My brother knew how to enjoy himself!...

107. My Dear Creation If you wish to serve Me Then serve my servants For I am not needful of your services But they are. A...