Unsung verses

There is nothing I can sayI talk to my pillow,About lost days where The grass was greener And the sun looked cooler. I have this meagre words,Clenched tightly in my hands,I speak rusted speech Unvarnished with amalgam(y). Lies kill me everyday, But I breathe— disappearing. There is this girl too waiting, I see her apparition

You dead ?

Out of the slumber I amIn this oblivious world,Where I feel peeps in trance,Walking in the tune of the orders.I opened my eyes from theDeath like sleep in the nature’s lap,Resuscitated each dawn.To see from the eyes the  sun raysTo hear the ballads of the nightingleAnd how the sky changes colorFrom azure to hues of

Pied-piper

Let stars speak tales,Clouded air muster strengthSwiftly the rays sneak In the bivouac of life. Mauve sheets of dilapidated life Burn as ink sublime Sand of time sings lullabies Oh mortal’s tongue keep quiet. I yielded before my beloved,Oft times she twisted her back,Flying with the intoxicants She made her dopamine high. Sedated mind and

She

Cosmos dance on her fingertips,Upon her eyes sparkle the rays,The rays from the stars that Tell myriads of flabbergasting tales. I yelled Eureka upon finding the alchemy,That turns any dime to the gold,She holds the belligerent halo charm,Illuminating wherever she goes. Her lips muster the sweetest voice,The sun changes hue to tangerine Her vitreous so

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 ہٹاؤذرا 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

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

Farrago

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

Haiku

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. illumination.

She

Entangled miseries she hides beneath her skin, Swinging on ephemeral swings on trees, with wisdom clasped beneath her molars, She sings ballads in her words. The riverine broke out from the head, Pouring inundating the valley of elves, And in an odyssey of finding love, She found interrred self in the forest. Happily she flaunts

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