Sight

In my world that I loved 

Never found thoughts
Betrayed by whims inside the soul
She asked me to take her to a river
Swim naked while she watched ..

She sketched my nudity
On an old piece of paper
Promised to treasure

Till the end
When we said goodbye
To our brief love
Ecstasy on a lonely bed ..

In courtyards of the night
Owls teach lessons
Find ways to meditate
Under a normal system
In a land

Where poetry rings a bell
Giving rise to

Puzzles

             wonders

                                    solutions..

                        In time new outbreaks take turn
                        Meanings get lost
                        Wind blows the candle out
                        Taking away sight
                        Till pigeons wish a happy resurrection
                        In peace

                        Through out skies of my new home
                        On a different plain...

                        Vultures greet tasty flesh
                        Like this smile
                        Want my eyes-

            Blinded in both worlds
            I breathe my last poem
            To a Rested Soul
                                    beside the bed…

Blue Stream: High Stake

Blue Stream: High Stake: Sweat on the forehead             of a soldier singing on Love for the ultimate freedom On a big field where glory shines... The...

High Stake

Sweat on the forehead

            of a soldier singing on

Love for the ultimate freedom

On a big field where glory shines...

The President promises education

The minister signs,

The queen is unfaithful

Generals seduce young officers,

Tables are set for the occasion;

Tonight every decision

Can be made or broken

This evening stands guard

Minutes surrender for

The wrong who will say

What the weak must obey...

The farmer plows his rainless field

The politician strangles common for

A bloody right.

Hey,

We are custodians of god's choice

We are the followers of a higher cause

We are servants of faith...

We fight to live

We believe in one

We are the mass

We pray for peace

We are followers of

Divinity...

We never give in...

Leaders of the world

Do u want sense

Are u sure you

Make a difference?


The Retreat

Fireplace Blues

She talks of broken love

He smells cheap perfume

Mother cries all night

They all drink Daddy’s blood....

Sister please tell when

Brother will u be there

Lord we shall feast,

There will be laughter

There will be wine

There will be answers,

Tongue will swallow

Anything in sight..

Burn pages in the city square

Sit out all day in the snow

Buy placards

Find someone..

The fireplace shall burn tonight;

I shall sacrifice my lover’s gift

For the wood that burns

The tree that is no more..

Fumes live in hollowed heavens

Deep inside mournful lungs

And the mind lies reckless

Searching for a perfect start

After the last finishing..

There is vision

There is reaction

There is joy

There is grief

There are songs,

There is just one voice.....

The Retreat

....................................

One Hand Bites the Dust

Some people run fields

Some remain

Some people kill

Some blame,

‘Bin Laden in the grave

They have won the game,

Pillars of time feel pain

Where is the end

People die, people die

Is this what was meant to happen?

‘Bin Laden in the grave

They have won the game,

Red hatred on the enemy’s doorstep

Stored ideologies are bred to break

Belief is a sinner’s pledge

Holy warfare the enemies feast,

‘Bin Laden in the grave

They have won the game,

Searching for a Prophet’s trail

Galaxies of toil

Can never mend

Torture of nature and man,

‘Bin Laden in the grave

They have won the game.

The Retreat