In a sleepless night like this

In a sleepless night like this,
when an eternal silence is my sole companion,
a sigh suddenly
echoes your name out loud
cracking the iciness of shattering moments.
Sometime —
the neverending night
ends,
and I stand behind the close-set bars
of my window,
with a numbness gathered from an unknown life sentence,
I witness a sunrise
with a dead —
imperturbable gaze,
while the morning breeze brings me
the scent of your memories
those are long gone,
perished in dusty pages of time
yet feels so freshly wounded,
blood stains — so deliciously colorful,
and
I inhale you
unhesitatingly.

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Fragments from lone hours

And I close the door of my darkened chamber; I sit-
(midst of my four-walled confinement)
beside fire- heaving a sigh of relief- Numb. Then hours fled-
my inanimate world comes to motion; commence with the recall of-
forgotten past in an undignified manner. Faces arouse in suspicion-
from a curtained bitterness;
and I listen to those unheard voices from many years back,
all those symphonies which counts no one no more.
Slowly and softly my flattered thoughts embark on a saddened ride,
and the stormy wind outside turn into a grieving companion,
rains strengthen its piercing arrows hurting upon the window glass
-in a sinful excitement,
and that is when all the noises turned off- like none of them ever existed,
quicker the foot steps of the last pedestrian dwindle away from nearby road,
leaving a loner behind in solitude.
The enthusiasm in the fiery flames deaden quietly,
and a cold silence wrap me up. I crawl into the bed and no sound I make,
I dare not awaken the ghosts from the dreamless slumber of night.
So I close my eyes-
but I hear again somewhere near a lost wind bewailing.
Somewhere falls a broken branch crying aloud
I become so aware of my frenzied spines- my anesthetized being,
And then I fall into sleep-
Or I compelled to die . . .
Adieu! Cursed shadows- the dwellers within me.

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