Wednesday 30 September 2015

Starve

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Born to starve

Starve to carve

Carve on nerve

Nerve will curve

Curve will serve

Serve and observe


Tuesday 29 September 2015

Love

Photo- my own collection


Sea of love

Poured in the ocean

Taste of salt

Ran through the eye

 


Monday 28 September 2015

Suicidal Thoughts

A story I wrote changed to Poem-An attempt


When he took over my thoughts, I tried to escape. But he is not willing to leave me. I felt like I had enough with the world. Why is he pushing me so much? When I slit my wrist the new painting  on the wall created the beautiful art that I could enjoy before I go to sleep. 

 

You’ve had enough sleep , wake up, wake up. The sound near my ear irritated me. Is it the strange light that made me wake up?

 

Who are you? Where is my family? Why couldn’t I see you? Could you please switch off the light?

 

You are excited. Just calm down and try to think what you did to come here. A deep voice passed through the light. Like a movie when events passed through me with a shock, I regret what I did.

 

The voice continued. Now you know where you are and I can see you regret what you did. You were always my dearest child. I gave you precious life and you took it. Your life line is finished here but take a glance at the future if you continue to stay there. The dreams, the loved ones, my smiles I missed everything with my wrong decision.

 

The stories you heard about heaven and hell is where you came from. Look at the jinnis (genies?) in the bottles. They are the people who didn’t complete the life line. Now your world is inside the bottle.

 

I wished to go back to my lifeless body. But I become the genie. 



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His echoes came with the pain
Pushed him aside to concentrate
On his control a razor shined
The feeling was to compensate


The slit on the wrist pinned me red
The shades of the wall amused the creep
I gave life to the sculptures I made
Who wants to miss fun before sleep?

I was annoyed with the wakeup call
Anxious mind looked for reason
A deep voice brought the memories
I regret what I did in the season

I sent you to the world of wisdom
You chose his voice, its nearness
The beauty , the dreams, the loved ones
You were blind to see the goodness

You my dearest I send you to heaven
You never face the war, the Hell
In experience I never make you starve
Still you chose yourself to say farewell

The sad voice presents the pots surrounded
These are the pots for Suicidal soul
Sudden urge I tried to wake my lifeless body
But I become the genie in control 

Saturday 19 September 2015

Whinges

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Broken dreams
Expectant eyes
Untold whinges
Hardship of lives

Whom to blame
How to solve
Puzzled in flame
No hope to evolve

Lost in loves
Bitter sickness
Sudden shoves
Crushing vividness

Wings on fire
Eyes for hire
Heart’s desire
Mind to require

Saddened thoughts
Caring roots
Tuned the notes
Avoided chokes

Wish to involve
Aim to resolve
Ideas devolve
Will not dissolve

Grumbler rumbles
Striker stumbles
Mumbler tumbles
Fumbler crumbles

Friday 18 September 2015

You....

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You the magician

Oh my fantasy

Paint me in red

To show our chemistry

You my painter

Oh my day dreamer

Draw me in blood

I will be the healer

You the singer

Oh my musician

Play me the rhymes

I will be the transmission

You the dancer

Oh my professional

Leap into rhythm

I will be the festival

You my Love

Oh my Killer

Leave me to dust

I will be the filler

You the end

Oh my dear

I am the beginner

Fill me with cheer

Monday 14 September 2015

Love is a Pain

After having my son around with me for some time, he left for university today.

Photo Courtesy -my collections

Love is a pain

Runs through blood

Pushes the heart

Nips you into flood

Love is a pain

Covered in silence

Sleepless nights

And losing your balance

Love is a pain

No medicine found

Fighting to self

Memories compound

Love is a pain

Hate to self

Anger surrounds

To spread to oneself

Love is a pain

Wished not to butt

Droplets of tears

Stored in my gut

Thursday 10 September 2015

Death

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Me

Photo Courtesy- My own collection


On your day

You and me

On my day

Me and you

Days come and go

Summer you brought flowers

Autumn I fell for you

Winter we hugged for cosiness

Spring came with a smile

On the day

You and me

On the day

Me and you

You left incomplete

And today

Buds blossom

I am complete

In your insanity