the requiem

I roll up your memories
In the parched parchment,
And stack those beautifully in racks,
Found in the beautiful lanes of my mind.
I made sure to sprinkle the fragrance,
‘Your’s all time favourite’.
I don’t even remember those intricate name.
Or do I need to?
I just want to feel your embrace,
That’s my most comfortable Adobe.

I loved your innumerous kisses,
And your enamored quarrels.
I still dance the way you taught me.
And your favourite velvety blanket,
You were so hot in a literal way.
Me who is sensitive to cold
Now Tunes the AC to 16°C,
Because the kind of vampire you were.
And wished you read my poems
That i wrote each day.
For all the fights and arguments.
Although silly,
Seeing your beady eyes
Filled with most pearlescent tears
jinxed me to forget all the grudges.
your visage setting in the sunset,
your mellifluous voices that still echo in my brain,
As though you are standing right beside me,
Calling with all the nick names you have for me.

I wish for once again you peekaboo me,
I wish you prank me with your silliness,
I wish you once again retort me back.
I wish you be the same Miss Annoying queen.
I count these wishes on the stars,
And see the moon smiling at me.
Singing me the requiem of love.


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A whirlwind blows
Plays with me hide and seek,
Some where I believe
That moon will speak to me one day.
I speak less to you
And my heart cries each day.

You will find me in nihility,
Or may be on broken boulevard.
There is a dead sea of my tears too,
Lost words grow on the rootless tree.
I hug my reflection
For God’s plan is beyond my reach.

I speak to you Oh beloved,
Don’t bask in my rays for warmth,
It is meagre in milk you are used to,
The mirth of the neon signs
And the ballyhoo of the glitz
And shine and shimmer
All is but absent.
I sit with clouds
And talk with words
And wander in the nothingness.


Ps – Poetry I inhale.


I exchange memories with the waves,
They greet me as though he is my close friend,
Comforting, consoling me for the lost love.
Letting go of the things is like breaking
The mountain,
But I learn to meander the way out.

Nothing holds me close enough.
Sitting and seeing my reflection
Waving at me and vanishing away
With the current of water.
I have never felt the catharsis like this,
I splash the water on my face
To let water kiss down all my regrets
And all the “why(s)’, that was never answered.

Waves loves me like the catecholamines ,
And the zephyr holds onto my nerves,
Hypnotizing me into magnificent
Oblivious island.
An island where I run down the shore
Laughing in merriment.
And hugging my beloved waiting
With the arms wide open.
The world inside a beautiful bubble.
Nothing is true but fancy dreams
Evolving in the child like brain.

Haq me achi batein kar jao

وقت کی معیار سے اتر جاؤ
کچھ پل اپنے نام کر جاؤ

ہمسے زمانہ تو روٹھا ہے
الودا سے قبل مِل کر جاؤ

بدگمانی کی چادر ہٹاؤ
ذرا ہمسے دوچار ہو جاؤ

اپنے کمرے میں تنہا جو
او تو احباب کے ساتھ آ جاؤ

وہ پرند ہمسے رفیق ہے
اسے ‘چھ چه’ کر نہ بھگاو

بخیلی کی تشت نہیں ہی میری
فقیروں جیسا دل بنا کے آؤ

اک عجیب ہوا بہ رہی ہے
اپنی امان کا تسکیرا کر جاؤ

وقط ki دہلیز میں کھڑے ہو
راستہ مستقیم اپنا کر جاؤ

ہا زمانے میں بندام ہی
میرے حق میں اچھی باتیں کر جاؤ

Waqt ki mayyar se utar jao,
Kuch pal apne naam kar jao.

Hamse zamana Rutha hai,
Alvida se qabl mil kar jao.

Badgumani ki chadar hatao,
Zara hamse do chaar ho jao.

Apne kamre me tanhaa ho
aao toh ahbaab ke sath aa jao.

Woh parind hamse rafeeq hai,
Usey “chu chu” kar na bhagao.

Bakheeli ki tasht nahi h meri,
Fakeero jaisa dil bana ke aao.

Ek ajeeb hawa beh rahi hai,
Apni imaan ka taskira kar jao.

Waqt ki dehleez me khade ho,
Rasta Mustaqeem apna kar jao.

Ha zamane me badnaam ho,
Mere haq me achi batein kar jao.

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The Sun glimmered few
of it’s remaining light to me,
I hurriedly enveloped them,
For I used to lose them quite often.
But this time I had them pocketed
Well and safe, close to my heart. 

Few  light(s)  from the pasts
Are like zombie in the alleyway
Of the gyri and sulci of my mind.
Each photon I got hold of
Are dearer to me for they
Are the remnants of my time.

I watched my myself in the mirror
Illumined by the light, my face
Speaks words unknown to me.
Jitter jatter, pitter patter
As though talking gibberish to me
Or I don’t understand my own face.
//Quite a anomaly//

I had been collecting broken shards
Of broken mirrors that I broke
Every time I saw my face.
I had been collecting my letters
And words that wrote with my heart
everything I loved slipped from my hand.
Sun do sets and heralds darkness
To veil the light of my  only  sun,
But I hugged the blackness
I see myself clearly in the shadows
And in my eyes those stars twinkle,
//Stars of my  hopes//

Will you still hold my hand?
(You better not.)
Sleep by the morning with me
Unlikely! for I am not of this world.
I will still wait for the light of the morn.
And walk my path,
Singing the song that I wrote. .

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Chasm Beh rahi- Urdu Ghazal with English Translation. With my recitation.

Chasm beh rahi meri dil ki baar se,
Yeh sehma tha dara kai raat se

Tears are rolling down from the eyelids of heart,
That was timid and prone to fear for nights.

Hum se kehta jee apne javaaz me,
Has le chor qayde fazool aafaat se.

It always said live your life the fullest
Laugh and leave all frivolous rules that cause havoc.

Tum se hi hai dil o dimagh taluq
Badgumani na karo meri koi baat se.

My heart and mind are associated with you,
Don’t misunderstand me of my talks.

Aajao seene se dhaap lo khud ko,
Tumahra ghar hai meri hi zaat se.

Come and cover yourself in the embrace (onto my chest ) .
This is your home you belong only to me.

Berokhi ki badlo ko chaak ke rolo,
Aftaab pursoz hai buland bisaat se

Cry after clearing the cloud of melancholy
The sun is shining bright in the zenith with full potential.

Naraaz ho rahe meri tarqkaat se
Aquib mutmaeen hai teri sifaat se.

You sad? Because of my wittiness.
Although Aquib is satisfied with your qualities.

The love never dies.

I used to look into her eyes,
And kiss those beautiful eye lids,
And Clasped hands together tightly
We would witness the sun
glorifying us,
We would listen to the endearing
Zephyr singing ballads.
The cuckoo bird would welcome
us with beautiful symphonies.
I told her about good tales
That fairies did exist and elves did dance.
That dreams transformed into reality,
She believed in me word by word.
Our figments of conversation
Lies in the realm magnificent.
Ah! How beautiful is to live but not live,
But live in a world of Utopia,
Where love begets love only.
The sunkissed face of mine,
Telling my stardust stories
To the moon with tears in my eyes.
I sit alone with the caricature of my beloved.
Because the love never dies.

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I have seen buring pyre
And embers glazing
I have seen the bone becoming the spike
And piercing the heart.
I have seen the asphyxiation
And turning of blue under the darkness
That strikes until you burst out.

Life is a sagacious dilemma
Where you at times get scars
All over your skin,
And flowers bloom from your cracks,
Scintillating the air with
Your sweet fragrance.
At times you walk on the hot coal
And burn in the heat until
Your skin wears off.
At times you get blown away in storm
And you land in the desolated island.
At times you cry, you wail you flak
Over the adamantine tales of past.
At times you wither away from everyone
And the people to vouch for,
Bite you and drink your blood.

Oh! these piled up parchments
In the graveyard of your mind
Holds no value.
/Ammunition for the frenzied mind/
Dispel the dark disarray
You choose to consume.
You are the bud,
Exude your fragrance
Uptil the horizon
To your people
That called you, “friend”,
To your people
Who doubted you
To the people,
Who were pulling your leg .
A sublime tryst awaits
In the garden where your smiles
Shall linger and the cuckoo
Will sing your name.

Thy shall clear the farrago
Of electricity and chemicals
making the grey matter blue.
With the prostration to the Most High
Things will just fall in place.
Just wait, till the clock ticks.
And remain steadfast on the path
Where lies the spectre of happiness.

//Keep smiling//

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Full moon night heralds
Masked men in black to dance
Under Autumn’s sky.

Tarot cards, jinxed doll,
Bargaining souls to attain
Pleasure of this world.

Impinge holes in brains
With cellophanic f a c e s
Nature’s arm destroyed.

Loud hee-haws Spirits,
Tumulting beats to conjure,
Sniffing orphic smoke.

Naked pseudo truth
Sortilege sacrifices.

Dying hundred deaths,
Oh! beastly human cut throat .
Thou shall have no part

In the hereafter
Ye become fuel to the fire
Will ye be still stones ?

Adamantine heart
Transform into bowing tree
Redemption remains.

Slyly my ink paints
Silhouettes turned into white
Winter gains vigour.

Fire burns in the fire
Lighten up shambles in grave
Wake up from the sleep.

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