Sign Language

A baby is born
Held lovingly by his mother
His parents share the joy,
Of their precious arrival

The little boy grows,
And plays boyish games,
While his mom cooks
She smiles sweetly at him,
She calls him
But the playing continues.
His dad comes home
And he calls, calls, calls…
The realisation
Something is not right,
Means a trip to the audiologist

The test begins with earphones,
And checking sound levels,
The little boy could hear only a few sounds,
The audiologist confirmed
And met with the parents to say
“He is deaf,”
The parents feel the loss,
But determined to remain positive,

The little boy grows up,
And his parents take him to a hearing school,
There he sits at the desk in front of the hearing children and the teacher,
The teacher speaks about the work,
And the boy tries his best
He looks at the hearing pupils,
As they speak to one another
He tries to follow their conversation,
During social time
He wanders in the hearing community,
Trying desperately to understand the words,
It’s a struggle
And it feels so hard,
But the boy never gives up,

As he grows to become a teenager
His teacher watches him and understands his feelings,
She calls a meeting with his parents,
And the parents accept he must go to a school for the deaf,

So he goes to the school for the Deaf,
He sits at the desk in front of the Deaf pupils and teacher,
The teacher signs “Good morning everyone,”
The boy suddenly feels something special,
He looks at the Deaf pupils,
They chat in sign language to each other,
He tries to follow the conversation,
During social time
He wanders in the Deaf community,
He understands a lot,
There is no struggle,
The boy becomes happier,
Sign Language is in his heart,

As time passes
He completes his matric,
And after some time
He completes his university degree,

As time passes
The boy becomes a man.
And he looks at the two worlds,
In the Deaf world
He enjoys spending time with the Deaf Community,
Who understands sign language?
Sign Language is always precious in his heart.
In the hearing world
He enjoys spending time with family, friends, colleagues and others,
And tries to follow the Oral conversations,
But Sign Language is always precious in his heart.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Surely it is your job

Ye believed the faith before
And now still ye with the faith?
It gave ye a miracle of thine life,
So, be faithful who has taught thyself,
Thine belief, but thee, have to focus,
On the good feelings
Surely, love will not reject you,
Nor will thy spirit
But it is your job that thee must feel,
All the good things in ye

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Pray for me

I have been thinking of thine life,
How should I make thou happy,
So I went up to the Lord of the Prayer,
I said, Ye, the Lord, our Holy Creator,
May Thee be with me so that I may,
Make thou a happier person in the world,
But moody was I sometimes, so pray for me.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

Cherish your life

Cherish your life, and your life will cherish you.
Keep cherishing it will nourish your cherishing!

Nourish all your thoughts, and respect it as a healing mentality.
Keep nourishing your mentality will dance with like hallelujah.

Know your status; and know the self of you, and one another of living creatures.
Know your planet it is your mother alike, treat her like your holy preciousness.

Beneath, breathe the air your mother alike keep you alive;
You breathe the air for free, thanks to the living greens.

If your planet is your mother, what will you say to her
When one day she finds out that you don’t love her?

Think, and consider it as your home, not by your selfishness;
Think of one another that lives inside your planet, think of their futures.


A day is forever a day, and so does forever night,
So, he says, dare not if ye dare to look down on thyself,
And she says, do not go there if thou art low-esteem,
And they say, do not do it if thou doth not know what thee art doing.

Life itself will not wait for thou, as does time wait for no one,
So, he says, do not abandon thyself for thee need thine self,
And she says, do not destroy the dream that will bring to the reality,
And they say, do not waste thine self, for time is essential.

As long as ye can breathe forever thou art life,
And as long as ye, alive, can respect for life before thee,
For the time is essential, forever, and ever,
So, make thine self-worth of thine life.

©️ Ismael Mansoor

A dream’s prophetic

A dream’s prophetic

From the old age to the future of peace
The old war will reduce by time to time,
That at the end he will win for all peace,
But to that happen he will be merciful,
With the help of the Miracle Maker
Because of his kindness that cheers his heart
So the old age to the future of peace,
Will destroy the war for once
And all to them forever and ever,
So here my head said to me my spirit,
Is that one day the Miracle Maker
Will come to face every one of the Earth,
With His Love, Mercy, and forever Peace,
So never try to doubt of the Great Peace!

©️ Ismael Mansoor

The wording in apprehension

What a day, said the simple, what a night,
How well in ye of thine life?
And the tiny simple said, how well in ye?
The form to the core said the riddle,
What such work to such noble in thine reason,
How to ignore art thou, aw, look at the poverty,
Those are such a day, such a night, such daily!
But thee see that our Holy Creator is both Day Night,
How express is me that scripts the words of my mind,
Saying like, how much work to everything,
Like the sweats must come out of ourselves,
Then thee see me to words, the wording in apprehension.

©️ Ismael Mansoor