Seeker Poet

We are alike nothing Being Nothing A point in universe A stature occupying space in motion Surfaced from nothingness to existence Trailing shadow here and there A piece of flesh breathed life Allotted space and dime as much deserved Grazing over the green course gracefully Digging canals to eat shiny flesh Unaware of the appointed term When the rain will either free the soul Or the sun will gift the blisters invited When we'll unite with essence of our reality Travelling the course from nothingness to home. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

In the realm of silence I am surrounded By the screams within; Screams that whisper To the very edge of my existence Which arises the meloncholy To shatter the walls of calm Which stays here like it never left The shelter of my soul The place where i slept in peace; It has awakened me in between The middle of an unknown hour For which i have strength to face But my soul is lost in a maze; Maze that doesn't makes sense But keeps me involved In it's languid turns To keep me away From the path in sight; Path that's away just a single step Which leads to the place That I've already been through That is followed by The turns I've known since birth; Tragedy it is That I've lost my memory Of who i used to be When i was last time here; Once again i am waiting along The valley of thoughts To bring in the Silence To tread the path once again; Whether the next turn Brings the starting point again I have no plans to stop today I have deci...