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

An unnoticed look She had in her eyes When she was surrounded By colours Smiles and chatters all around Some were joking While some were gazing Some were thirsty While some were embracing No one was friend In those sparkling lights Everyone cared for 'I' To be someone talked about To steal an eye of every passerby She stood there waiting For the eyes that seek her Not the eyes that Search through faces And pick up the one To dress and showcase, She wore a smile With a thought realized That in this marketplace of pride There are eyes to seek There's desire to follow Everybody's dressed too heavy But deep inside They are hollow She stood there waiting She's waiting there still Dressed in dignity Refused to compromise To wait for the eternity Then to bring close: the end. © Mohammad Shahnawaz Image By: Mistilav Pavlov

Wide ocean awaits, For her to come and explore, But she stays behind the door, For the promises she made, To stay under the bounds, To never cross the limits, To stare at the sky on earth, Never ceasing the line drawn, Here in mystic journey of life, Which holds heart opening treasures, She stays behind the door, Door which unveils the truth of nature, Freedom, Which breaks the chains of being, Which erases the rules unreadable, All it needs is the strength to stand, Strength to oppose the said, Strength to say the unsaid, It needs a push, To open the door, The door beyond which, Endless sea awaits, Where seagulls fly aimlessly, Waves flow where wind takes them, She has sensed it, The call of freedom, The scent of the sea breeze, She's there to go through, But she haven't yet realised, There exists no door in between, But the door of her own mind, When She'll know, She'll translate the destined, The future into the endless sea, With vo...