Seeker Poet

Move on How easy it is To say these two words To leave behind What you've collected for so long Gifts, letters, tears, scars To let go the memories Of the moments that you lived Of ages that you died What if It's all you want to carry with you Wherever you go Like a pigeon Tied letter to it's feet Seeking for the address To whom it belongs What if that person Has left her home And took the pigeon's heart along It ain't no peace Until it finds her out And delivers the letter That reveals the truth That she already knows But won't broke out her chains Until she realizes it By her own No persuations will make her stay No poems will bring her back I am that pigeon flying Speechlessly high Waiting for the moment When the maker of my heart Will fulfill it's true demand If he feels purity in it Or I'll keep flying Staring at the moon to be reached. © Mohammad Shahnawaz 2015

Reasons to live, Reasons to die, Reasons to smile, Reasons to cry, Rain came down, From bright blue sky, When it turns real dark, Truth is hard to dress a lie, Love as a reason, Is joy and pleasure's ally, Love of a family, Is the treasure you can't deny, Life brings moments, When it's hard enough to clarify, To bring aboard the reason, To once again give a try, If all the reasons are over, It's still no time for goodbye, We can turn again to the beginning, To live after we have died.