Seeker Poet

How nostalgic is the moment When a long gone memory Reflects in the rearview mirror In the form of an image Faded like the place itself Whose remembrance was unimagined A thought not even sensed Of place where my childhood smiled The field where my heart born The place where no one interfered The haven safe of trouble and storm Now it's just a memory foregone With it's blue paint lost And it's walls along But i have it within now By destiny's recall That I'll hold the image within Beyond thoughts and explanations In this moment lost in blue The remnants of my past The sandgrains bidding adieu. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Colors were all there On my face painted Of their desires Of their expectations Of how they want to see Of how they want me to be They need me to smile When they have me for a while They need me to cry When they loose the hope to try They want my reality veiled They know me but still concealed Behind two fake faces of mine There's one that i don't reveal I am stitching my heart well open It's something that you can't steal You may cover my being You may claim me three faced But do you ever think of yourself On which ground your life is based? Never mind the story Of whether i am real or fake Behind this heart and the faces There's a truth that you can't take. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015 Image Copyright © Google Images

The sound first got my eye Of the languid crash Of an idle stream That aroused in a downfall From the dreadful height On the chest armored of stones Of the earth that awaits Spring of the waterfall; Of the muddy little streams Uniting to turn into a watery havoc Sliding way down To the salvation of miles long journey Being the path Being the treader itself Rising beyond the fall Transferring It's soul to the next In the form of a curtain Of altogether drops and Afterlife Absorbing the wind that blows To the wings of the bird To the heart that feels That flies to the peace Floating on the kiss of droplets. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

At the dawn of this new world I encountered a new truth That with the change of millennia Perceptions are also changed When i used to look in the mirror I saw a roaring lion With heavy hairs on my neck With my arms thick of velvety flesh But as i woke up today In the fierce motorcar world I saw my past look diminished What my mind desired Is an updated piece of mechanics Which eats no food Has no thirst for water But loves to live on electricity Needs nothing but sex and liquor It needs no feeling To glance at high rise towers It needs merely 'Fuel' To fiercely cross one another I saw it with grudge Until the time i realized It's Me who's been reflected With no heart and no eyes We are that piece of tin That we still use to call a man Whose hearts are brown of rust Would you like to turn back again? © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015 Image credit © Sarina J: https://plus.google.com/112974816844692092663

Mermaids, centaurs and unicorns Far away from this world I want to see them in real Once before i awake So i can see what it feels like To be in a dream Instead of the reality That's a nightmare I am tired of smelling blood When i go out seeking flowers I am tedious of insomniac nights When i don't see dreams at all I am tired of awaiting answers When the questions remain unheard I am tired of being cautious When i want to be just real I've chosen the path of patience God, help me before i break Mermaids, centaurs and unicorns I want to see before i awake. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

You were here with me When i was here all alone In the midst of surprises When you decided to go home It was destiny's role So i can't go against But it hurts too deep That you didn't choose my name I can survive If you can come tonight But the truth is harsh That you won't even try I know that you love me But you love them more For them i took the arrow To which i didn't belonged The past has long gone But the memories remain The tomorrow is awaiting So I'll hope the same I've walked till now On this thorn studded mile If you wish from me I will still fake a smile I'll wait for you dearest Till your heart's fog clears But I can't stop myself From sketching my tears. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Move on How easy it is To say these two words To leave behind What you've collected for so long Gifts, letters, tears, scars To let go the memories Of the moments that you lived Of ages that you died What if It's all you want to carry with you Wherever you go Like a pigeon Tied letter to it's feet Seeking for the address To whom it belongs What if that person Has left her home And took the pigeon's heart along It ain't no peace Until it finds her out And delivers the letter That reveals the truth That she already knows But won't broke out her chains Until she realizes it By her own No persuations will make her stay No poems will bring her back I am that pigeon flying Speechlessly high Waiting for the moment When the maker of my heart Will fulfill it's true demand If he feels purity in it Or I'll keep flying Staring at the moon to be reached. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

I've walked this path for so long That my feet are bruised Of the stones I've met They have carved my skin And marked my bones So when i put my shoes off I see where I've been I remember the friends that accompanied I recall how the betrayals came up I recall how the weather changed I need no friends now I need no company I wish to go isolated In reality away from enemy I've seen there truth I've felt that insanity They all try to act different But at the end there's no disparity I've walked this path for so long That i realized that it's the only way If you see the real face If you dare to look what the mirror reveals So i wear these shoes every morning To hide my bruises and carved skin To go along the path once again Until i have it all along To go into the undeclared isolation. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

I've been standing firm Weak on my perception That I won't give up ever That I won't give up on myself But how fool i was To think that 'I' existed When the only nonexistent Is 'I' So i am here to tell it clear To me and you wherever we are That i am giving up at last Giving up once and for all On the foolishness of my being On my cleverness On my misconception of 'I' I will go where i am guided Unknown of the plans Where 'The real plan' takes me The plan of The One The One Ilah Of Blessed Muhammad Of Blessed Jesus Noah, Moses and Adam Who guided David Jacob, Joseph, Abraham Ishmael, Jonah, Solomon, I will reach where i am destined to Not foolishly pretending Who i am not I'll glide wind to wind Into the next Moment by moment With Faith and Hope In the Only existence In the name of God The One Ilah of Me and You. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015