Seeker Poet

I wish that i can rise up high Right from where i stand amaze So i can gaze up straight to the west So i can look up back to the east That i may look beyond the city Beyond the towers and walls upright To every valley that I've dreamt awake To every stepping stone that patiently wait To have no thoughts in the haven of silence Where flapping wind; strokes the soul Where eyes just follow; a divinal trail Where no dream has ever; waste to frail There i want to fly in solitude high Free on ground, soaring the sky. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

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