After Searching for my Beloved

After Searching for my Beloved

Shattered in tears

I left Damascus

The once home to him

I confessed on that threshold

That my Love killed you

My lust for fame was at last quenched

When the well drank

Your blood

My schizophrenic thoughts

Ventured far beyond Mt. Kaf

My dark soul

Usurped the Protector

They called me mystic

While I was dancing in fear

My namesake turned nemesis

Disclosed my secret

O Rumi…

Shield me from myself

2012-11-19

The Land Stained Yellow

The Land Stained Yellow

In my utter despair

When on the brink of destruction

I saw a path

Heading towards my eternal dream

My Soprano –my peace; then,

I lost my audacity

And slept on the rail line:

I hide myself

In red duct tape room

To find my eerie solace

In blasphemous books

Crying for the last cootamundra wattle

Inside my heart

O mountains be merciful

To the new madman in town

2012-11-17

Waxing Trials

Waxing Trials

In Your Arms

I’m ten and nigh

I’m dream and sigh

In Your Arms

I shed tears and cry

I lost and try

In Your Eyes

My shadow lurks

My body burns

In the dread of the night

I called Eureka

I shined in forsaken rocks

Like mica

From the garden of daydreams

I plucked flowers of yucca:

From miles away

You pour the red nectar

Of Your heart-shaped Lips

Into the underground river

From that

I drank and drank

To lose my conscience

Under the starry sky

When I woke up

I named the most beautiful constellation

After You

And worshiped You

Upon seeing me gazing

The constellation –You –

Your father committed me

To the asylum

When You hidden in rags

Like a pearl

Came to see me

We both ran away

To a country unknown

There, you found

A black rose

You loved it

You imagined: this is My prince

Even the rose had to fulfill

Your whim

And in a moment’s flash

It was as human as me

But You didn't accept…

My plea

And went away with him

From the garden of reverie…!

2012-11-11

[Untitled II]

[Untitled II]

Love,

Teach me, how to swim in Thy Sea;

Or, I shall certainly be drowned with no mercy.

Teach me, how to dance before Thee;

Or, there would no movement left to see.

Teach me, how to sing Thy Praise

Or, the silence would sweep me away, in days.

Teach me, how to fly like an Angel

Or, the broken wings would land me in Hell.

Teach me, how to weep, how to cry;

Or, a dead without coffin would remain to dry.

Oh Love,

Come and teach me the Lesson…

The Lesson of Life,

And, the Lesson of Passion.

Tell me, how to be like votive,

If pierced by Sorrows…
Cradled alone to froze.

Oh Love,

For once, take me to Her Mansion,

(I will gently ask Her to be my bride,)

Would Thou not erase all my apprehension?

Eventually, that shall be Thy Pride!

2011-03-02

Lost! Or Mirage in the Desert

Lost! Or Mirage in the Desert*

When they tried to kill the mare

I was a witness:

I laughed, I cried

I hid my face

In Your Arms

I forgot the lash hitting my face

I forgot that it’s time for You to go

Afternoons of July

Nights of December

Longing for the dream to come true

An axe hurting me

An arrow hurting You

The never ending twilight

The never ending peril

Is it the lust of vodka?

Or the sadist in us:

(He who hurt shall never drink my vine,

Licker, beknowest thy day has come,

Kiss thy inner Satan,

Who makest thou a log for eternal fire!)  

(II)

While others were eating

I drank

From a river – azure river

Inside the water resides shining pebbles

Glaring like diamante

I become camel

They laughed

And fastened me to a pole

I broke the pole

They caught me

And cut my forelegs

They barbecued them

In front of my eyes

A tear-drop lost in sand

A mind lost to absurdity

I joined them in laughter

And ate my legs!

(III)

And death was in view

And my baby sister lies naked,

Shivering as hell

Then, smiling as a lady of the night

Her childish smile

And red vine like lips

Were kisses of death

Cut to teenage:

She is sitting on my leg

Asking to be honoured as me

She was hiding her face in my chest

Weeping, so to be loved forever by me.

After that,

I saw her dead body in the Parish

Lying between daffodils, in coffin

The girl with the clay feet

I saw green leaves in autumn

I poisoned my wife and went to Alaska bare footed

I hurt my Life;

Her hands besmirched with gun powder

Her mind tainted with love

A small mouse slept with me

I tried to catch

But it slipped like an eel

I tried to call the manager

But His Ragness was nowhere to be found

In the light of a put out candle

Water was overflowing;

Flooding my city

They were blinding my ears

In this ocean

I found Dry River

And drowned myself in it

The lone ranger said,

“Yes, it is not”

 (I) & (II) 2012-07-15

(III) 2012-09-03

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* This poem is inspired from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky and nonsense poets like Edward Lear.

Tick, Tick, Tick

Tick, Tick, Tick: [...]

My will has made

            God a rubber-stamp

My darkness has swallowed

            Black holes’ light

My death was mourned

            In red-dressed bugs

My laughter was choked

            Some centuries ago

My rhyme is completed

            After the Triangle lost in HMS […]

My dirt is cleaned

            When ink faded from my hands

My hunger was struck

            By a handsome pitcher

My love was ended

            On the vivisection table

My eye was blinded

            By the monocle of self pity

My clock has stopped

            Tick, tick, tick!

2012-06-24

Hara-kiri

Hara-kiri

In a city

Committing suicide

I pledged

We would always remain Lovers

I closed my eyes

And jumped off the cliff

Flying through clouds

Feeling the wind

Upon my face

I splashed against pond’s water

Like a tiny raindrop

She was sitting there

In a green dress

Matching the shamrock fields

Where war veterans were buried

Without a trace

She came to me

Kissed me

And killed me with the hidden dagger

I disappeared

2012-05-19

For the Love of the Dead Frog

For the Love of the Dead Frog

Acid flowing on ground

Ants running towards the shaft

Some blood, clotted by time

Cats sniffing the hatred

Delta melted into sea –

Beaten by erosion

Mice find Of Men and Mice

And savored the Men part

Ladybird running from Her Ladyship

A ship bound for chaos

Her Captain is dreadful of living

A lion catered by vixen

Will kill his beloved son

The beast’s beauty was overlooked

The heavenly beauty’s sins seem

Like bursts of innocence

The burnt coffee can’t eradicate the odor of murderer

Police placed ‘do NOT cross’ tape

All around the world

After somebody called in a possible homicide

Of a frog

That turned out to be false

2012-05-13

Vogue: Vague and Vivid

Vogue: Vague and Vivid

Vikings hushed the wolf god

To see the Sun came out

Of his shadowy quagmire

Velvet over silk-body

Honey on rosy-lips

Bore the reason of coffin maker’s death

Vendetta was fulfilled

When water of Red Sea

Changed into blood with vengeance

Velocity changed into ‘Love City’

When I tried to get inside

With accelerated speed I was thrown back

Valance of steel

Between Her Visage and my eyes

Through which I cannot peer

Vagabond space traveler landed

On a barren Earth, 'At last,' he sighed,

'Earth and Moon have collided as they wished'

Vanguard offered armistice

Whilst king was sleeping

And generals were drinking vodka

Vigilante on vigil

To find himself inside vertigo

And outside Shadows and Fog

2012-05-09

Blackouts and Fireflies

Blackouts and Fireflies

Fire beaming at my face

Through thick fog of night

When the near most moon

Was unable to display

The horrors one felt

At the roaring of guns

I asked a firefly

To be my guide

To tell me how to show

The righteous path

To my fellows

She blinked and flown away

Damned to live a life of Proletarian

Cursed to look at sky when betrayed

Left to see the dark side of light

Warned to be watched by secret eyes

Harnessed to reap what others sown

Deserted to find our souls in trenches

2012-05-08

Where Conifers Rule II: Back to Naught

Where Conifers Rule II: Back to Naught

Upon the Horizons

Where God once Woven

The Tapestry of Universe

I met Thee

The Owner of my Soul

And my Heart

If birds tried to fly

And if men tried to hide

Loneliness was the reason!

2012-04-22

The Extra Mile on the Left!

The Extra Mile on the Left!

(Inspired from Divine Comedy’s song ‘Gin Soaked Boy’)

…nest inside sparrow’s chest!

…France inside Paris Heart!

…East inside queer West!

…joker inside his jest!

…revolt inside king’s haste!

…worse inside batter’s best!

…host inside demanding guest!

…jewel inside city’s waste!

…sweet inside bitter taste!

…Love inside Her Hate!

…Ralph inside ‘English Patient’!

2012-04-05~12

Draught is the Destination

Draught is the Destination

I was thrown out

Of my room wrapped

In my beloved quilt

I was told

To marry somebody

I tried

To scare a scarecrow

With a red ribbon

It became alive

And kissed me

My lips were covered

With my blood afterwards

Plague brought by alien bats

(They became pigs on our Earth)

Killed all civilizations

I and old crows were left

To witness

The most horrible dream*

One can imagine!

2012-06-04

*the next "Day-mare" was more horrible, I might write a short story about it.

The Journey

The Journey

When a small butterfly asked me

To open the Window

I didn’t

When a man commended me

To open a window

I tried but couldn’t

I wanted to merge

Into a cloud

To fly to Her

Like a bird

A railway track lost in nothingness

A road going nowhere

To find one self

One has to burn at stake

To think about your loved ones

Is like pondering inside lake

After losing sun to mountains

One becomes wide awake

2012-04-05

Where Conifers Rule

Where Conifers Rule

If mirrors weren't exposing my Soul

I would have wept

While a lonely cloud was running away

I asked mountains

To be my protectors

And to tell God

That I do Love Her

As if people were killed here

The mud was turned red

I saw through my sleepy eyes

An old man carrying funnel

I lost my footings

And fell into a tavern

While vultures craved for eagle’s prey

Hideous thought were over coming day dreams

I found utmost tranquility

In No Man’s Land

2012-04-05

Metamorphosis

Metamorphosis

Life was hell?

No, but the reason it was alive made it hell

If a raindrop could have been searched

In all of ocean water

The search itself would be ridiculed

When Love could be changed into hate

Why, then, hate could not be turned into Love?

Alas! I spent my life in chasing

A dream, dreamt by others

And loved someone

Who could not be mine!

If I can change what I have

Nothing would have demoralized my Soul

In the Search of my Soul-Mate

When Jupiter’s Sign was worshipped by doctors instead of him

He lost his temper and cured all the patients himself

When Death was cheated

He made their life worse than Hell

They cried for him to come

But he turned acid into water!

2012-04-15~17

If I was a Girl

If I was a Girl

(For Pandora)

My brush-stroke innocence would have made people forget Mona Lisa,

My sleepy eyes would have made riders fall of their horses,

My intoxicating body would have killed warriors in Troy,

My smile would have marred the life of Anthony,

My finger tips would have created a new form of music,

And Zeus and Hercules would have fought over me,

For my beauty Edward would have abdicated his throne,

On my wish Genghis would have speared Baghdad,

Upon seeing me in the arms of slave,

King Shahryār would have killed himself,

I would have broken Joseph’s oath of virginity,

Michelangelo would have created only my sculptures,

Keats would have only written for me,

I wish I was a girl who plays with fire and loves ice!

2012-04-17