Etheree: Zareen

Etheree dedicated to my sister Zrien. Oh! Zareen The scenic Aura you trail like glitters in the Expanse  of  the  golden Flame held by the azimuth sky Your words are the stars twinkling in the blankness of my electric mind c a r i c a t u r e in the ranks of heaven.

Etheree

Let me know which one is your favourite.

Congratulations to me 😝

Really I cannot fathom this time, how it rolled by. I have learnt a lot through the blogging community. There are great poets, writers here to whom I follow and read. It’s surely unlike any frivolous social media blogging is really a complete package for development of a skill. Thanks a lot every one who

#tanka(s) by Aquib aka the dead poet.

Also comment which one of them is your favourite. Much love thanks for reading.

Haiku

Life progress ahead Mauve sheets dribble hues of blues, Stories get unfold. She brings bright gospels Her fingers sparkle glitters Spring trailing behind. Love died when she died, She grew flowers and branches, Preyed upon by some foes. Sun shines but doesn’t smile, His moon eclipsed forever Sky shatters on ground. ©Aquib Copyright reserved.

Reality

//Into the reality// The money plant, It was three in my Backyard and Few more plants Adorning the house But clasped in my memory. They were my Friends whom I used to Water and pluck a few Leaves and few flowers. They were my price possessions. I used to Sit with my Bambi The he-goat,

THE BALLAD OF MIR’S DAUGHTER’s DEATH.

On the auspicious wedding night She told him to sleep sound & tight Nay! not with her but with flimsy, Car, AC, cash and bright filigree. Till date the Couplets are told, “Oh Mir! your daughter is no more”. He only forgot to give the white shroud, A body laden with red Lehga was brought.

Remember?

I used to look into her eyes, And kiss those beautiful eye lids, Clasped hands together tightly We would witness the sun glorifying us, We would listen to the endearing Zephyr singing ballads. The cuckoo bird welcoming us With beautiful symphonies. I told her about good tales That fairies did exist and elves did dance.

Utopic love

Spring brings petrichor tales Of enigmatic love of the pasts Embedded in the ballads. Oh, I sing your love to every Passer-by and in folks. And to dandelions ànd periwinkles Dancing on the roads. The winds sashay symphonies, Oh! Ye who hear there are tune Hearken as they speak of mirth The yester day which

She

The aura on your faceI wonder the scintillationThat shower on your demureSo valvety, vivid and voracious.  The moon sometimes envy youOh beloved! Loving you was my blessings,Wish our endearment lasted forever.Today the moon is crying as well,And the sunflower watching in despair.For you are the angel walkingWith you periwinkle dance in airAnd moon smileAnd the