New Year

Look around they say Happy New Year,
To the Sage the hour does not matter,
The wind blows and the Sun shines the same,
And to be friends with his friend is the happiest of his game.

(BA Khan)..30.12.2008

What Am I..

I am the dust, stuck to thy soles,
And wherever thou travel, there it goes,
No more no less, still I am yours,
It is now all that matters.

Me I belong to thee,
It is I know and what I see.
And when you smile, The smile is for me,
I know it, for the smile is me.

Since the moment, You offered me the cup of Ale,
There is a restlessness inside of me like that of un-abating gale,
Is this what they call love or when there is no veil,
Does it matter now that You have set my sail.

With each breath I breath your name,
I do not know but it is now my mane,
With each beat of my heart,
I feel as I am of your lot.

For the eve to come, I eagerly await,
To till my ship and happily sail,
In waters calm and free of gale,
To the land of Eternity, to the land of Divine realm.

(By: Khan, BA)

Here comes the Snow,
From the clouds above,
To lay a carpet on the ground,
And nourish the boughs around.

(By : Khan, BA)

Rose


This thorny Rose in my garden,
So beautiful that myself gets torn,
Its arched petals tell the words forbidden,
And the fragrance bespeaks of its beauty hidden,
The bough that bears it weight is never mistaken,
That it has a priceless gem for a crown,
Every day I touch it and it stings me with its thorn,
But the beauty I adore shields the pain,
I admire the bough that nourishes the beauty uncompare,
It buried itself to bear such priceless lovely sapphire.

(by: Khan, BA)

My sleep is no sweet slumber
but I am awake with fire inside
Don’t be fooled by my shell of timber
Inside soft waxy myself does reside
Though some may think it to be a riddle,
Others lonesome foolish words,
Those who play such a fiddle,
Know the truth in such reeds

This Fire…

This fire you lit inside of me, my dear
It burns my body in every fiber
No flame nor smoke from anywhere
But tingling bells from its pure pyre
Soothing medicine to my utmost desire
They herald of your graceful attire
And take me through my wait for my dear
And when one is lost into another
All  merge to be one great sphere
It is thus and has been for ever
Only wise and knowing been there.

(by Khan, BA)

Up the ladder I climbed
The steps shaky but faith firm,
That my lord will surely care
For his child in despair.

:ahmed ali