Gest for my love

O’ my Goddess,
in your hair-
cryptocrystalline blackishness
pierce deeply the sunshine,
when sway –
light withers
and night invades the day.
On your lips –
twilight deepens to scarlet
like vermilion-
forming in crimson red,
crowns softly your twinkling smile,
when your celestial beauty
lilt an ethereal whisper –
sighs only I hear.
And those eyes –
penetrate my being with such affection,
inebriate gasp in my breath –
your love,
your touch,
your gentle confluence.

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Might have to come back in another form

Eventually – succeeded to reach
the Edge of this game preserve,
Eleventh hour – few breaths left;
Game of life played here
For long enough – years after years
Past – cannot be seen now,
They may lost in another dimension
or time made them faded.
Look I am not blind yet.
What I see (!) … what I found (!)
Them! Their bones kissing the ground.
Be quiet. Listen. They whisper
They live here – everywhere – in the air,
Heard the refusal in their voice – time now
Obstinate souls – they are here.
Sitting amidst their dust of bones
Filling empty spaces of my diary pages,
with failing sight, shaking hands
Under observation of thousands immortal gazes.
Time – its time, it’s time to let go
Time to join the army of shadows
But why this thirst- unquenchable thirst
Thirst inside my heart, inside my soul
Might have to come back in another ~ form.

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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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In Between Light and Dark

Twilight; in between light and dark
Hanging few moments that so crimson,
Mighty Sun lost somewhere in the horizon
Where now these eyes stuck.
A lone star behind me started twinkling
In my eyes reflecting those bloody rays
Quickened now withering.
Here comes the wintery night
Now falling so quickly,
I know not – how and why
But a numb and lonely feeling
Wrapping up my soul
Covering my heart slowly.
Shivering with the touch of falling dew on my skin,
Thinking of my unknown destiny
Inside me a frenzy begins.
A long, cold and lone night
Now waiting ahead
a room with a deathly silence
A dimmed light; a cold- lifeless bed.
In between light and dark
My life; ‘Tis now hanging,
Nowhere to go, nobody to hold my hand
Here sitting alone, surroundings I cannot see
Deep down inside me I am dying.

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