No,
It is not at rest
Neither it can be
The silent gripping of unsung thoughts
The howling of thosr unsaid words hidden inside
How can they let it at rest?
Single- handedly, its trying to strive for its breath
A last exasperating breath
In dim extinguishing light of burnt out candle
And dripping liquid from its corner
Like tears from my eyes
Is on its last nerves!
Daily it carries on its sleeves thousands of sins,
With heavy heart, still it moves along
Like ticking of clock
Or sun setting or diving?!?
May be fate is playing its part
Or time slipping quickly through half ended start!
Whatever it is my friend
It is feeling like an end,
And now these alphabets are so contemperary and aloof
Strange, saddened and goof!
Alas, Alas, Alas....
I have no words to end this stance!

There is a strong co- incidence that i would rather drown in a giant ocean
An enigmatic world of my thoughts
Where waves embrace each other delicately
No fish, no sea shell is haunting,
No sharks, whales, turtles stir ur flaunting-
And here i stay
In this ocean-less world
Without any kind word
Of aesthetics or just an absurd;
I am not wondering the situation that i am hurling in for so many years,
Neither complaining about the restlessness its enhancing in my groovy heart,
Just in case if i die in next second,
I just want to scribble about the heapeness inside,
Mounting
Like un- flown tears!

What she finds in him
When whole night he keeps exploring her body
Every night, and other night
As if,or might be some new plant has sprouted from her seed,
As if eating fruits from its branches, mandatory!
But,
What everyother night her seeking eyes see nothing,
For the tenderness she needs ,
Only!!
For a woman is made up of light bkue sky
And pale coloured sand
Wind v fragile
And spark too shallow
And this tenderness encapsulates her wholy!
With trembling hands
Everyother dark night
While her stature he loves
Her hands goes to his heart
To find tender part
But it still is a story of everyother night!

She was a girl wearing black
Finding her ways to the dark alleys
Where she could float nakedly
In waters so deep
Without any fear or tremble
Without any shake or crumble
Taking along all the treasures she keeps
Steep down in valley deep!

I am a derwaish, a one in his own rhythm,
If u a lover, than earn love,
Keep firm this heart, as these mountains hve embrassed earth,
Heart like a sun,burning, not acquaintantto its own warmth!!
O lover,
Dnt move ur heart, keep ur gaze at ur heart,
As,
I am a derwaish , moving in his own rhythm...
O Allah,
May be myself lost for ur cause
In ur love, seeking through ur love,
To the route of lover,
Where once again i loose all mu whereabouts!!


Seeker of Oneness,have u seen little birds flying far away from their little nests,
Leaving behind everything, with no guard but on their hearts,
Of the One, who has encompassed the gigantic skies,
Whose one glance
Can melt vast routes to open their ways to the lost beggar in dirt!!
Colourless chapters, U colour them if i find u with passion and cravings,
I know ur one glance could change it, oceans to mountains, sun to moon,
O Allah, the seekings of seekers,
These oceans with one blue face, gives Urs many reflections,
From its surface to depth,
And ur gesture can make my heart filled with its coldness, deep in my veins ,through the rage of my soul!!!
Drenched in ur rememberance,
I know there is nothing outthere,
Nothing but u,
Sinking deep in its soul, i still remember how gracious and vast U are!!!!!!

She is not what u see

In a statue full of embellishment

She is just hiding,

A solace from the sufferings outside

An eacape from the miseries inside!