Seeker Poet

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

You have to know me well, You have to know me fine, You have to tell me then, How well you understand, Of how the sun goes down, Of how you feel me bound, Of how you see me through, When i fell on the ground, I am so insecure, In all these days and nights, When i see 'me' no more, In all these ugly fights, I see the bluer sky, I see the darkest clouds, I have these ears and eyes, Still i have unknown doubts, In all this mist and fog, In all this dark and shine, You have to know me well, You have to know me fine. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

How easily i forget, How easily i lose the sight, Of how i got into shade, Of how i got my sweat dried, When i stood up high, Known of what may come, I chose it for myself, To stay under the midday sun, The sun got closer, To test my valor and will, Blinding eyes to the wall, Blood sweating from within, I stood there blind, Weak to look into it's eyes, Somehow i survived, To see that a blessing has arrived, A cloud came in, Bringing peace and joy with itself, A shade so relieving, So calm that i was out of myself, I roamed in the shade, Of blessing and peace, I hold my head high, To see, sun is close to release, I came back in, In the shade of the wall, The sun came back again, Much more sharper, much more tall, When i crawled back in, About blessing i realized, How easily i forget, How easily i lose it's sight. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015