I Will Close My Eyes

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Was it a full circle?
Is it a vice
If it is death, then I will close my eyes
The cracks have now reached the end of the road
Darkness leaps from door to door
The Swan glided while the Raven danced
If it is death then I will close my eyes
But the mountain fire raged in an orange glory
The stars seemed to be fading
The ocean had turned black
And if it is death then I will close my eyes

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Ufaq

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I left myself at the nape of the road
I moved ahead, yes far ahead
When I looked back, I could see a speck
Which was myself
Yet I trudged on-wards
Until I amalgamated with the horizon
There I met You
And you were a speck too
So I looked to see myself,
I could no longer see anything
And when I looked at You
You were gone, and I met myself
But I could not touch myself
Neither could I turn into myself
Nor could I see, or touch You
So I cried a sea
And I became the sea while You became the sky
And I looked at You,
You looked back at me
I was You, and You were me
Thus we come to know how–
The Sky is a reflection of the Sea
And the Sea is a mirror of the Sky
And on the horizon even today
There stands a speck…

Bird in my Head

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I sit in a dark room thinking about darkness
I have a glass of blood in my hands
And a bird flies quietly in my head
I do not know why
I will sit here. For hours to come. And minutes and seconds
Thinking about darkness
All the light that I lost
And I cannot look around me
There is a bear which plays the flute
And I do not understand why
There is darkness around me
And I am the light.
And soon I’ll burn myself out
As I burnt my candle turning it into the wildfires
The ghosts play the piano
And I can not dance
But I do not know why
I can hear laughter and people talking
But it must be all in my head
Yet I do not know why

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It’s like the days are not even days any more.
Night isn’t night anymore.
I am not even who I was anymore.
The sky has turned into ash, it isn’t blue anymore
The moon is a black dot, it isn’t the moon anymore
The sea has turned into soot, it isn’t it anymore
The tree upon which I gazed outside
It is not standing there anymore…perhaps it travelled north or towards a dusty gloom
I don’t know anymore
There is so much dark now, I don’t want the light anymore
I loved someone once
I don’t love anymore

Hollow

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I was haunted by the hollow of my hand
What is in it. Why
I was disfigured by the death in my eyes
Who died. Why
I was shattered by the quivering of my soul
How did it happen. Why
I was looking at the curve of my lips
Which way did they go. Why
I sat with myself once
I danced with myself once
I dreamed within myself once
Who was I supposed to be. Why

Wisp

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Sometimes I walk among the living dead
And I die a thousand lives
And when I come back to life
I talk to them and I laugh with them
And I love them and I fall in love with them
And when I turn back to see
I see all these faces
Of people that I do not know
And I don’t know their stories
Yet they have told me everything
And I heard
But I do not know them
They are strangers
And then there is myself
The strangest of them all
For they have seen me
And never loved me
And never fallen in love
And I am a wisp they all love
I am a stranger whom I do not know about