I’m still there somehow

I’m still there somehow.
May be a part of me only
but I’m still there
at that distant place
in time
from now.
I want to leave
or may be I never wanted
I never left that place.
I have lived there once,
yet I live there now in some ways,
unknown to all,
a phase expanded in past
that connects my present
or if there’s a future.
I am there,
and I am here now.
I am in
and I am out of it now….

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Holding your hand…

If there is a bit of possibility leftHolding hands
or even a grain of sand like hope

          I will be holding onto that
          that someday,
          may be someday

holding your hand —
your fingers firmly locked with mine
we will walk towards the horizon.
On the other side of the horizon
a life waiting for us
a life — once we dreamt together.

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Journey towards you . . .

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Implacable desires invading my nervous system,
My confused paces are escorted by constellations above,
through my day-night journey towards unknown a destination,
-Incognito. Pursuing my heart I endeavored to a perilous expedition.
For what? -whom I pursue? A shadow of enigma. A disguise;
A face concealed. I may not return or may I relapse forever,-
In a solitary confinement somewhere in a dungeon of a forgotten kingdom.
But the resistance of my awakened part turns into failure and
a spectacular flame-out of my knocked down reactance I experience- handicapped.
My morbid enthrallment of enjoying her countenance whilst-
Confronting my abrupt theatrical presence; the complexion-
over her face forbid me not to halt my paces, I quicker my journey overseas . . .

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