Every being is a prism, reflective of what they contain, a spectrum of the fragments, piecing their name - Maria Yousuf

Pale spring blooms flutter against a whisper
As strewn rays of light rain
Slightly swaying forth
Back against a bark
Tire swings reminiscence 

When the grits of impossible shard my skin
I think to myself
These are the scars of my win

She draped her felicity 

With a countenance alight

Blissful radiance enveloping the night

Wrapped Fragility

An added evidence to Your apparent Might
Fragility wrapped in a delicate mist
Softening sore sights

- Maria Yousuf

Accompanied in empty space of a barren desert land
Greeted with warmth in the sinking grains of sand
An embodied feeling of being loved
Knowing I will never be alone

- Maria Yousuf

Spears of solace

Watching spears drench me tender

Staring up into the infinite

Lost in the caress of the passerby

Flaunting unwoven joys ignite

Transported into a sheltered solace

Deprived of acknowledgement of reality

Trailed by the warmth of a lost embrace

Parceled in sought after serenity

Wrapping duly in directed precautions 

As paradox of right breaks pace

Shelving away dusted claims

Reveling in spears of solace

- Maria Yousuf

Dying Embers

Watch dying embers consume their prey
Breathing, slithering into decay
Devouring composition lifeless grey
Sweeping existence into the grave

- Maria Yousuf
Tweeted  while curating for @iam_pakistan

The Lantern

Draped in marbled colors of rust

Wording tales of tears and smiles

Subtle sweet, raging loud

Suffocating as I slowly breathe out

An endless ballet

Upon an infinite symphony

Spreading far, deepening slight

Wrapped in sights of delicate blithe

Ivory enclosure, a fragile guard

Exposing whimsical reflections astray

Contorted light, deflected whispers

Trembling frail as existence withers

Delicately showering tinkered rays

Shielding colors rich

Dry petals echoing remnants

Escaping shields of brittle chants

Tales of tattered guards

Keeping safe in frayed shards

Dyed in colors my own

Living hues like a breeze blown

Desert space

Liberated in the mist of a fallen night
Resonating joy gifted upon a graze of sight

In the desert chaos of silent space
Enveloped by the expanse palpable void


Memorizing the feeling of being lost in the sea of emptiness
Whisper free, soft, profound loneliness

Saving the iterated segments of infinite
Equating emptiness to saturated encircled heights

- Maria Yousuf

Composing your own patterns
With messed jigsaw puzzles
Splattering colors of question and clarity
Walking with a mesh of an identity

An excerpt from the reality of Truth
Bound to seek the nature of my being
Proof for those who question

Balloon

Standing in a hollow pit
With nothing more than what we hold

Happiness in bubble, gold to our eyes
The reality of finite

An existence bound to demise
An entity created of time

Spinning into obliviousness
Lost in the insanity of Your love
Seeking the bridge to connect

Disowned by self support
Wading in pools of disappointments
Finding comfort in One
The Only Illuminated Truth 

Fountain of Wealth

I am at a loss of words to explain
How high I esteem you, how much you matter

It is a feeling I can not put in words.
Like how we cry tears of joy and feel when we step into the warmth of the sun

Like a heart overwhelmed with joy
And the leisure we feel at the sight of a beautiful waterfall

Like how flowers evoke a pleasant feeling
And how its fragrance fills us with a delectable sensation.

You are like a fountain of wealth.
One that has blessed me incredibly

You are so pleasant and nice filled with such goodness
That everything around you is alight with your aura

You soft smile and that twinkle in your eyes.
That is what I look forward to, that is my joy

Your embrace.
Like I am enveloped in wings of security and serenity.

Your beautiful hands and soft feet.
My treasure which I kiss to have forever.

You are someone whom I can't describe in a few words.
You are an entity who I can not capture with analogies

Just like purity.
How it can only be felt and not described

You are like that.
An entity overflowing with purity.

Tasneem, a Fountain in Paradise
From which only those closest to Allah will drink.

May you be among those who drink
From the fountain after which you have been named.

Happy Birthday Dear Tanni

Fumbling with a bear hug of presents

Too happy to handle

Loosing them like grains of sand

Rattling hollow being of void
Occupy the vessel of life
With that of WHOM it Belongs

Haiku by Maria Yousuf

Like ancient tombs dried
Walk among scattered torn petals
Aimlessly wavering among shallow desires

Haiku by Maria Yousuf

Flee towards every flickering opportunity
Wrap them in your name
Encircle yourself in the blessings

Haiku by Maria Yousuf