Shrills
At least for one good last time…
You should listen to me
To my whole note…
As nothing in my throat
I wish to die…
Nothing… that never let me sleep
In all my nights…
Nothing… that could catch my breath
Even after my death…
Listen to me
Listen the whole I tell you…
At least for one good last time!
Mystic Vision
The whitey world,
Peaceful place,
And roaming souls
Nigh me…
A longing voice
Chase around thy beats
Are they yearning to share?
May be…
The unknown smiles
And hurts of us,
Because of thine?
Could be…
The lovable face,
With smiling gaze,
This is thing of mine
Researched me…
The endless words
With tears and fears
Of invisible figures’
Beat my ears.
Nothing was heard
But it was tired…
The last word of mine
Begins to fly.
Thy woeful sight
Made me still…
My awful tears
Glide to grill.
Again thy soul
Fades away as sky bow…
Still my words left alone
In the bliss of solitude!
The touch of babe
Turn me as mine…
The door of invisible world
Closed with sigh.
I plod again
With heart felt pain…
Still my words left alone
In the bliss of solitude!
My Beautiful Life
The days flittering in my eyes,
Sitting stunned, I’m starring at somewhere.
As a dead looking into its past present,
I’m piercing into the faraway no-land
Where I LIVED and LIVED and LIVED.
Oh my cruel life!
You plucked me from my sensuous roots
And dragged into the emptiness and dashed.
I knew, I was killed but still the pain lives.
Weeping something inside,
Longing to go somewhere,
Begging me to let it free from the fiery bond I made,
And fell silent.
By letting the tears to blur my whole world
I’m fixed here with the Memorial Burden.
On the Way…
(August 2012)
From the last day of her life
And the first day of my death
I started my journey towards there
Tears, lose its faith
And makes my brave to fail
This is not what I expect from the fate.
The day that I never dare to face
And always fear to think was came
You are the one, who invite.
No words but with a crowded mind
No tears, but my weeping never ends
This is not what I expect from that day
The morning reached with pathetic sought
And the flowers bloomed with tearful eyes
You are the one, who is the reason.
They murmured your death into my ears
And the dawn of mine down to dark
This is not what I expect from that voice
Like a child I screamed and crawled towards you
That is the first day; you moved away without caring me
And not even turned your face to my side.
I am aware; you can’t do anything for me
But my weeping heart not ready to hear it
Your lovely memories began to cut me into pieces
On that day, like a fish on the ground
I jumped up and down between the earth and sky
Without your hand to hold on
With Smelling flowers and burning incense,
There is full of people, full of sound and full of actions
But nothing visible to my sense than your dead silence
With your words I had stopped my tears hundred times
With your smile I forgot my pains thousand times
With your presence I believed my life will be happy
But now…
Everything was quite over with her beatless heart
And a feetless path has been created
To go where she is...!
Amend
One day…
you went deep into the top dry ocean
without listening anything.
I don’t know!
what made you to be hasty?
Your impetuous move
left me misty-eyed.
I stood there long
with my suggestion potted voice
and longing little fingers on air.
But today…
You are here, where I stood and stared at you once.
Your past unturned eyes
now looking at me
without turning any side than mine.
And your open ears are now leaning
to listen me, without knowing that
nothing will be pronounced to soothe your ears
and even I forgot the way to talk to you.
Changes are equal to all
and have it in your mind,
I TOO CHANGED!
Like to be unknown
(May 2013)
I know it’s you
but I’m asking who is this.
You are eager to say what u are to me
but only silence.
The air between two edges were dead beat,
though the surroundings sounds loud.
The wheel of destiny runs,
even after the engine was quit.
No one can value the space between us
until we forget the route (root) of the WORD.
Let the residual to the hands of God,
and try to be patient with counting!
Hawk
(August 2012)
You are always there on the sky.
But your eyes are down to seek something.
Though you are free to flow on the air,
Don’t know where to go.
Your luxuries lift you to the top of the world,
To enjoy the emptiness of air and stars.
Your young age makes you strong and brave
But the time will come to teach you the rest.
Your inner heart knows what you want,
But you still leave it loosely and moving on.
Your piercing eyes will rain one day,
When everyone enjoys their life with love.
And there, you alone wandering with useless pride,
With sensing your soul is among the heartless air and stars.