Seeker Poet

I don't know how to appreciate beauty at best I know only one thing That when i look into your eyes There's nothing like good and evil There's nothing like truth and lie Nothing like space and time Everything in a perfect rhyme There i find myself Like i am in front of the sky And there's everything But the feel of divine All around the existence There i lead without myself Into the deep coal eyes of yours There i give away all my thoughts All my possessions Beyond the scales can weigh I enjoin the joy of being Without holding back Or giving away anything Just being in love Being the love myself In the dance of never tomorrow Unworried until eternity. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Feather of a cloudy raven Shining far from the shiny gold Aligned to it every moment gracefully Patiently shifting to red gold Evolving in it's love That follows motion ceaselessly In a trance of beating heart and floating eyes Rejoice to a soul Enjoying The Uprising To the soothing betterment Layer by layer to the salvation Where soul glides without chains Floats it's feathers on the wind unconsciously Apart from the consciousness interruptive Beyond the judgements and reasonings Where words ain't requirement for affirmation There silence holds tenderly the faith There feather floats the breezy ocean Breathing the mystic seclusion. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

The last evening it started The show of need and ends Starting with an amusing parrot's arrival At the hole in The wall The hole that seemed refuge Though it was home of another flyer Still parrot started tearing out nest Half until a maroon glittery lace As the dark was approaching And the need was foremost Parrot kept going cruel brutally Leaving all of a sudden It flown away without a regret easily Leaving sparkled lace flowing half hanged A beloved attraction of a ravaged home Flying from the evening to silent night Reaching dawn of the next light Where sun was shining louder in high noon There a body kept hanging From the top to the middle of the rest Strangled head in the lost kite's thread The wall dried of it's breath Pushed sight away to dead honeybee laying Showing the end of a delusioned journey Cruelty and innocence listen to Requiem playing Where need pushes soul to tear apart homes Where an end can't be delayed even a momen

In materialistic love we have fallen in Revolving our heads in endless suffering The greed of better than better The lust of a little more than reality Unsatisfied of the soothing whispers Praying for the insane screamings Hindering green patches of grass Where grasslands have taken birth In the heart of barren dump lands Where greedy finds no benefit of sort Lives within a carved colorful concrete coffin Delusioned of a disguise reflected by mirror Thinks himself a king, being lost Lost in the love that fades away Fades away sooner than the materials On the shiny hourglass of time Of whose love is producing sinners That fades easily in the dusty sandstorms Where time stands but no instruments Where the Colosseum builders sink Here grasslands live eternally. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Feet will fall in At the footmarks invisible Unseen but existing On the destiny's blueprint Which leads step by step Divided in fragments of space and time Where moment by moment plan seems impossible Whole universe is set in randomness Where galaxies exist in sensible composition Where Everything's meaning is describable We think in accord to limited consciousnesses While universe acts beyond the abundance We flow in a stream assuming 'in command' Where meaning of responsibility Is still a subject of perspective We crawl the land like the ancients of past Still repeating mischiefs and mistakes Assuming we are going to last How long do you think we would've survived If we were in reality the masters of our fate? Our judgment stands on blind apperance Our decisions result of deaf hearing We walk the earth in the pride of ignorance On the footmarks of destiny that lead ahead. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Three fishes swim Over the pearl shining beneath In the inverted glass manner On the earth i was standing down Where the whistling sound surrounded Jingling of steel pipes Moon pasted on the blue sheet Spread from one corner to another Stars hanging in between Through the wire of freedom Where obedience is not a boundation Where freedom doesn't mean transgressing vows In a moment where present is yesterday In a lifetime where tomorrow is unreached They tread predestined path Unworried, unhurried, Hanging unconscious in a gleamy trance Wisely known of the truth That it ain't about plans or resolutions It's all about Journeys and Horizons. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

The sunlight paint At an evening hour Reflects desire of the heart On the Canvas Blue Like a torch hidden Behind the earth's silhouette Scattering the glow On the grey fog plain The paint which fades As the orange shine settles To light the other side To let the moonlight shine The stars guard alert To guide lost and wanderer To bring back home Who got late to leave The balance of distinction Seems everyday's routine Being a plan of the spin A Reason unseen. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

As the moon was shining vibrant In a rainy day's night Clouds came calmly With their soft cotton candy embrace And laced it over face of the moon So that it may don't awake From the dream in which it shines Forever with change When it keeps living it again and again Starting from the beginning Young with sharp sides To the Real pearl shape All after a journey Of days repeatedly occuring Giving a lesson; For sun and moon hold signs for us That it's the way of life To light, to fade away But the soul's karma Is to live it all alive Again and again To feel the Joy of completion After starting from a sharp edge To the Circle that is content Of Light, Of Salvation. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

When we see both tears and smiles Events are confusing in contrast Where there's a light There's a dark shading everyone Where moon's light is veiled Floating clouds are sending intuition That light may get out of sight But they will fade away There'll be a endless night But day will find it's way The next moment reveals what We don't have glimpse of that sight It's an open eyed dream That may bring fair tides along That may bring dark storms along Just keep the eyes open With the doors of mind locked To see what comes tomorrow Bewildered in curiosity today. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015