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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I exist and alive and now awakened . . .

Scream

Yet more a terrible journey and I waded far far away
The mind is in complete disarray; encroaching into a very mid-day.
I exist and alive; and now awakened but a weary sigh heaved
through nostrils toward my – Self; my being cleaved.
Etched on my mind the very illustration of my entangled past
enraged me whilst I watch memories buried underneath years of  dust.
Vivid-ness of a bright sun curtains my spectrum, my senses disavowed,
Away back somewhere a mystery may have unfolded and a ship wreck foreshadowed.
Be-wilderness devour my conscious yet I fly in tiresome direction
Over the beechen green of a nameless woodland, or may it my only fraction;
Wings spread out journey on such weary feathers anesthetizing momentum,
Up in the sky and beneath the sea, there betwixt lie bits of me undisturbed inside a sanctum.
The timeline past pulverized, only me and this very moment now left
standing at this edge, await to slog myself out of this mountain cleft.

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Thoughts

Pen

Counting each and every second,
Seeking for the perfection
In between.
Such queries – obsolete
Moments within –
I – the person lost beyond time
Such place to fit in- isolated
A lone spring
Wintery destruction
Amidst the shadows
Nights- writing cold, hopeless words
Do I belong to the poets of the fall(?)

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Pains . . .

Enclosed all the doors, soul wrapped up in dreadful dark
Yearning heart- yearning spirit, and some moments time mark.
Moments those enveloped my past, running through my veins,
Like thousand Adders bite, feel such extreme – unendurable pains.
Life stories scattered in such way never were meant to be –
Disgraceful such living a life, rather than this death must be so easy.
Knowing why showered the sky on day of a child’s birth – thundered aloud,
Heaven cried on such disastrous fate – the hell’s laughter in proud.
All queries gone leaving one hanging over my eyes always strike
Hand inscribed this story-did it feared once, trembled or ever sympathized (?)

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Asking why these eyes filled with disguised faces (?)

Asking why these eyes filled with disguised faces (?)
White teeth smiles, only fake my heart embraces.
A day burns down to night with all its edges,
Under chilly night sky my soul utters immortal phrases.
Deepest night I hear from somewhere a wild wolf howls,
Screaming bronze-throat and underlying dust of bones.
Unknown fear haunts me down, around me lost wind moans,
Seeking for answers – on pages written some nameless poems.

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Restrain Desires Unleashed

Triumph upon my burdened soul-
a suppressed heart now unlocked,
restrain’d desires unleashed –
engulfed eyes opening in silence
with every beat of ticking clock.

Those glittering eyes overshadowing my numbness- 
swift my heart with nervous excitement,
thousand drumless beats inside my mortal case
foreshadow’d hope which were numberless.

Thousand years passed in a reverie.
Dreamt of you only – so irresistible,
life with no movement but
desires were mine like brazen made,
impossible and was invincible.

Intimidated my soul, fear’d of destruction in love
life threatened – frenzi’d my heart,
cold hand of despair shadowing everywhere;
yet found such peace so heavenly
in your love – a Holyness inside my heart.

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