I wander. .

I always wander in the alleyways of my mind, To observe things and the smiles though being pummeled during the time To look down in the words to Bring out what’s subtly sublime. To bring magic through words And compose ballads and iambs Metric lines that tell languid tales Bards’ numbers imprinted on time. Emotions

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.

#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.

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.

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

Light

My window overlooks a crescent moon There are stars shimmering and Twinkling, I peep into the glory of these scintillation A churlish child’s unfettered smile, egged my eyes, it was me- a coltish child. I swam again deeper into the alabastrine star, flabbergasted by the nightingale’s welcome Trees with outstretched hand hugging me, “Oh! sweet

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

I am blue

There is this room that is painted blue, And there are bloodstains on the walls, I have been to a lot these days. The marble tiles are withering slowly too, But the color of the wall ain’t. It’s as fresh as the fruits. The painter had took all the pains To mix everything to emboss