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Best Poems Written by Masoud Masoud

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Dot On the Ceiling

The black little spot,  
On the white ceiling,
Moving about in slow motion, 
Like an ancient dhow during monsoon, 
So little so moving so black so soft.

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You Intoxicate Me

I refused to age because of your love,
It always makes me feel young, 
This wine intoxicates my mind,
Everything seem beautiful. 

Beat those drums, give me that rhythm,
Sing with that voice from heaven,
Tear my heart with awe, 
Your majesty seems wonderful.

You are my heart, I prostrate, 
Your presence is too potent,
As your face radiates, 
Everything seem incredible.

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A Little Grey Dog

I saw him from a distance, 
Melancholic little soul,
Sad petit cute face,
Lost soulful dog,
With eyes so ephemeral so real.

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Yonder

Yonder, 
How true so it sounded, behold,
Beyond imagination, beyond truth,
As far as horizons eternally go, 
I know you are there, yonder.

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The Mirror That Died Yesterday

My old mirror died yesterday,
Broken into thousand pieces,  
I guess it so decayed, 
I let it to rest in peace at last. 

I got myself a new mirror,  
I put it in the same frame, 
Alas and behold this mirror, 
It shows and reflect wrong images.

What has changed I know not, 
Is the old mirror jealous I know not, 
Is the new mirror fake I know not, 
But what I see is me not.

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Eternity

Under the vanilla skies 
The evening fell 
Under it a caravan of thousand camels 
On a lush mountainous desert 
So narrow yet so vast 
They marched on, their masters on their feet
On and on they moved watching over the horizons 
Moving so slowly so eternally.

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You Too

What I see is, and what I see not is too. 
When I felt it, I really felt it in you too. 
When I heard it, it was if I heard you.
When I fell silent, you became silent too. 
What if I become you too? 
Will there be two of us, me and you?

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Lament For Shams

1.	Shall I narrate you a tale or may be a thousand stories,
Of a lost love and fervent devotion?
Or chronicles of longing and separation? 
Mayhap I, relate both as you wish, open your eyes and give me your ears. 

2.	For I hear no serenade and diversion no more,
I dwell in evanescence of poetry and free verses, 
Yet I yearn for a rune of praise, jealousy or even scorn,
Scythe me not, in a circle I whirl and swirl, beloved. 

3.	This poor heart beckons the chants of your name,
It that be bounteous, splendid and dazzling,
My lungs hymned shall intone in flamboyance, 
Beloved, look-see my essence, my being. 

4.	Be it, am a sycophant, for your favor, 
Behave the heart of peccadilloes and lapses.
Reveal to me the cryptic and the arcane, 
The venal lushness of your vision, beloved. 

5.	You are ubiquitous, beloved,
I attest the signs and the hallmarks scattered,
Yet my caravan never reaches the apogee,
Even in silence, in solitude and slumber I journey. 

6.	Like the moon, sun and star scads, 
Darkness and light, in their sheer vanity,
You are the whole and abound in majesty, 
Behold arrogance and vanity are veraciously only yours, beloved.
 
 
7.	Like a spinning wheel always in motion, 
Not a second escapes a nix from your vision, 
Yet foundered in my bewilderment you notice me not, 
Withal, I carry on until that day when you do, with devotion. 

8.	Betide a sudra untouchable, so be it my karma, 
Yonder I move stubbornly towards my moksha, 
Let fate excruciating me to annihilation and redemption, 
To my nirvana, peace and nothingness in you, beloved. 

9.	Importuned, the day you alight by the door, 
Ready will I be, no need to knock, alas just enter, 
For all doors are yours, be sited beloved while I fetch my flute, 
For the flute had been seeking its reed bed.

10.	No doors, no restraint in my heart, there is only you, 
Always plenteous and as wide as the ocean, 
No walls, no locks and no curtains can resist, 
For this heart is your dwelling place, for, you never left, beloved.

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Harp and Flute

Harp and flute

Fingers bled of love by the strings of the harp,
Eyes filled with tears, mingled in the drops of blood,
As the flute elated sucked and kissed the slaughtered,
Love and hate, tears and blood, such are the broken hearts.

A song of love and sadness poignantly dejected,
The harp so majestically and queenly on it mimicked,
The flute so princely and so kingly on it emoted,
So eternally, beautifully and so perpetually, such achingly is how it hurts.

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A Silly Little Adventure

In a nick of moment, I saw your face,
I memorized the eyes and the lips,
I saw your body and I saw your moves, 
I followed you with my eyes until, you, I could no more see. 

Second day, I passed the same long boulevard,
Hoping to see you passing and looking by, 
It was exasperating in such a melancholic hour, 
I was unlucky, where did you go that day?

Third day no more sign of you,
Did you disappear where I cannot find you? 
Why you torment me so, you?
Didn’t your eyes say that you would belong  here? 

Fate is not without a sense of irony,
My fate is never to see you again, 
Will you ever remember I winked at you?
So I was nothing and nothing absolutely to you?