Long Lifeurdu Poems
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Where Should I begin from? My words are like scattered stars,
The fingers rummage for words. Pen is rent asunder. It runs away from me, in reality
I return back to nostalgia; the dead dreams are still in life their,
A castle of fantasia they have built, from broken wishes: a fool’s gold, in reality
The world turns slowly: Great illusion for eternity. Poor departed souls,
Deaf forever! No one can hear them, acceptance is essence. Longing is vain, in reality
Pain is both agony and fertility. Ah! these lessons of Philosophy
They turn my heart brave. It’s on war with divinity. Shameful truth: it stifles, in reality
My heart is an idol worshipper; bring his idols from their height
Enough! I am being cursed by the heavens. Save me. Convert this infidel, in reality
Sins are rolling down from my eyes, bring onto me, The Purity
Now I repent, after no word. Baptize me. Lest end this drama of life, in reality
The moon is imprisoned in daylight, the sun brings anarchy
Moon guides the passengers of night, with her light, not her light, in reality
The effulgence of my rheum, a mirage, for my soul
What guides my mind? Is it filth? Or pursuit for my desires, in reality
The birds on the trees with the image of dawn in their eyes
Arrival of red on the sky, Begins their life. Or counts their time, in reality
Everyone thing is dead, only my eyes alive, they pay homage to my guilt
I have been thirty for years, quench my thirst, or let me be Husain, in reality
Those dear things I lost are forever gone. They envisage my dreams
As you write this envoi Muzzaffar, try to realize what is gone, shapes life, in reality
Mother,daughter,walking,talking,
Walking,walking,walking,gawking.
Into the canyons,into the doorways,
Doorways,gawking,talking,walking.
Dollar drunk,blind lady pleading,
Pleading,pleading,pleading,needing.
Blind eyes bleeding,closed eyes pray,
Praying,bleeding,needing,pleading.
People,persons,unkind,heartless,
Heartless, heartless, heartless,helpless.
Rich man ,wealth less,Oh Lord save him,
Save them,wealth less,helpless,heartless.
Sinners,savers,all one,all sons,
All one,all one,all one,person.
Random ,acts ,kindness heals us,
Heals us,person, all sons, all one.
Gifting dreams of hope to my eyes, he vanished in a flash
Carting away the treasure of sorrows, leaving mirage a trash
Thorns of grief were, in all, the earning on whose part
Left a delightful rose in the derelict mansion of my heart
He wasn’t the Socrates, yet he drank the poison of apathy
And with wine of love, he filled my heart’s vessel so empty
The bride of night ascended the horizon unfurling her hairs
Hands of that Azar have given my thought’s idol such glares
Love, sympathy and loyalty are qualities profound
Anguish is what they reward you with, soothing although they sound
Walked he himself, to the hangman, carrying his cross of soul
To show me how my courage faltered in playing its role
Wisdom was rendered, Yamin, by vainglory inept
The book of vision he flung into the worthy hands of zest.
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Azar, the father of Prophet Abraham was an sculpturist of fame for carving beautiful idols worshiped by infidels as deity
Shadows sneak and confuse confidence behind me.
Mistakes made in mirrored reflection remind me.
Time does pay a toll to my sad, unhappy soul,
with borrowed currency—from someone, confines me.
In the search for immortality, I am lost,
but for certain I do know that death will find me.
I can’t stand on rocks cast by those who have not sinned.
Impiety preaching piety reminds me.
Seek and find questions to answers, some things need change.
The choice to always settle will never bind me.
Maybe Michael, hope isn’t just mere happenstance,
but part of predestined plan that entwines me.
Submitted for Jared's "The Ghazal" contest.