Seeker Poet

We wish to fly We stand to die When tried a little We reach to cry We ask for rain With a stare at sky We stumble and fall When move the eye We claim the truth Beneath the sky In crowd and heart We dress it a lie We pledge loyalty Not giving a sigh And leave forever In a moment's try. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Evening starts to take in the day Pelicans start to settle aboard Going scattered along the blues Eagles widen wings till home Reaching down to new mistakes Strangling wings in own disgrace Tearful blood do they bleed Wounds invisible that don't exist Seeing peace in far distance Holding back to what remains Grown on wall is blood soaked vine Scratched up by the ravaged nails © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

The last kite in the distance Floats up in fade pink skies Stays flying up after the sunset When rest have loosen ties I stare up into the midway In gap of me and sky Flying and roaming are many When all I seek is Thy I breath in trembling breeze From my standby tired scar Settled in trailing whispers I look up to play my guitar The time is fading faster As the sun has left too soon The night is ready to enter As i am ready to let in the moon. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Rays coming from beneath A dense cloud spread around corners Brings to thought what it seems Peeking out of a bunch through sharp aperture Being a thread of life's wheel Spinning high slept and awake Rubbed over the gravel scratched Bent and straightened time to time With a stare at alluring horizon Feet deep in morass of past Washed in mistakes from tip to toe Seeking light in dark edge of ignorance Rugged in thoughts and look at surface Stumbling over uncertain conclusions Riding along wind to the end Scattered-content turn by turn. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

A bright white peacock in sky's realm Flying right in middle of space at distance Studded with stars at end of feathers Like threads of light floating aboard wind Twinkling diamonds in midnight ocean Adorned with light through invisible strings Shining in middle of the sapphire hourglass Covers my eyes with fog of illusion Gulped willfully at soul's consent Roaming the garden of clouds and stars Embracing the light of half ate melon Bare eyes stare the scattered stars Peacock of the night rests far in the sky To crawl through the dark into moonlight salvation Comes to sight The Triangles of Light From a point in space to My Starlit Expedition. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

As the sun kept burning high atop There stood no cloud, no star in sky Here Gray winged pigeons kept shedding water Under waterfall above the concrete ground Here laid an ocean for them to swim Under blistering heat of aftershot gun Which burned the feathers up to the bones Which made nights feared of entering sun Bathing and dancing until the time Embracing freedom from thoughts of encounters Absorbing the belief that time does comes When a moment purifies the stains of a life Here's a realm amidst silent contemplation Where neither thoughts nor senses bother Where flight is set to the unknown destination Where eyes hear the unseen voices. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

I promised a star tonight I'll meet you Other Side On the other Cheek of Earth Under Grace of God divine I'll tread and roam beyond On the oceanic desert bliss Over barren-greener ground Over man-made border stitch 'I' being a feather aboard Float right above the seam With eyes to halts of time Frozen in my molten being As i wait along the journey Changing shapes and face of mine I'll chase the fading silhouette To meet you Other Side. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

For every sunset There's a morning star For every twilight There's pervading blue For every night gone There's a day at par When dawn climbs in The night bids adieu Enlightening miracle Stands never afar When dark walks away The day's all new The night has passed Remains the scar Wash up your past With Sunshine dew. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Have you ever thought about The other side of sun The space surrounding the stars and moon The stretch of soil and water abase Lying beneath our delights and amusements Beneath the sky with clouds hanging Travelling the course from exitence to transformation I hope you wonder about it Or else we are all The "crawling on wheels" "Dreaming of heaven" race No different being immensely unique Embarrassed of matters Shy of issues To speak out what we believe To let open what we hold Until we are welcomed to a stage To speak nothing but transformed non-sense Changed in course of human consciousness To invite appraise of fakeness adorned To wear off reality embedded strong I hope you wonder about it That we live beneath the canvas wide Blessed with the soul embraced To realize the value of a moment To value the worth of spoken syllables.... © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Old Twisted branches, Flying ash flakes, I chose them, For my eyes to follow, At this place, With everything and nothing, I stand where wind blows and words fly, Dare to see continuously the sun, In eyes of the faces and places forbidden, Don't follow it known of nothing, Don't just go through just because it's said to do, If it's there all dusty, it's meant to be seen, Better see it today, What may be sticked to face tomorrow, See whatever passes listen to what it says, Go beyond into unseen unknown, Watching Old twisted branches, Flying ash flakes. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

At the usual time Of the midnight hour, When Zephyrus gave company And played me the lyre, I felt there silence Where I've been for long, Where screams accompanied Of the fake illusion thoughts, It's time when i feel the touch; The direction where anemoi flows, Earlier what i felt as a stream Of a hot wave or a chilling breeze, It's time when i am right here Sitting in the hallway of universe, Where i don't go out of me To bring in what's not mine, I am here in reality once again Where it leads and exists, Listening to the Zephyrus' lyre Rattling the leaves tenderly. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

I kept on searching night by night, Into every day's light, To find you all the time, In my death, in my lives, I went prepared, i went naive, I went crawling more than i survive, After the funerals to get alive, To get through myself hive by hive, I started to end, I got caught on every bend, I don't even remember how to begin, I see only demons wherever i have been, I caged myself completely, To get free again lately, Trying to rid my mind's grasp, Got more trapped, the more i tried, Remembered only feel of 'the one' divine, By whose grace i climbed up the vine, To get on path i seen up high, I saw the moon and stars all shy, I tried to feel presence of 'the one', Got light near me from moon like sun, I stopped the search to see it clear, Not to see too far, but to see real near, The One who's near Within me, Is The One near each and everything, Between all the silence and words, Between all the rhythms and hearts. ...