Sun rains down not kindly.
I plough through life as not me
‘Cause you love not me.
Authors note: A Haiku is a three-line Japanese poetry with 5,7,5 syllables. It contains a reference to nature.
Tag: Poetry
Naive
Blessings falling from the sky.
I perch on a wire
Soaking the love,
While humans hide inside
Their brick prisons,
Bound to chairs
With weird square manacles,
Staying out of sight.
Sigh! Humans are so naive…
Ghosts | Lantern
Ghostly
claws shred
me from within
until I cry. Damn
diet!
Author’s note: Lantern is a Japanese forn of potery with 1, 2, 3, 4, 1 syllables creating the shape of a lantern. Usually it is about much deeper topics but dieting makes me shallow. 😁
Mirage
Your arms curl around me
I snuggle content, hoping to die before
waking to find you gone.
A Haiku is a Japanese form of poetry with 5, 7, 5 syllable combination. Usually, all lines are independent with a least one reference to nature/seasons.
Unrequited | Poetry | Sher
You said “I do” but you didn’t,
Inception of love eternal lost in the forbidden,
Love unrequited wishes still
For chances endless until you return.
Qubool kar be hua nhi. Irshad kho gya zina me kahi.
Teri ashanai me hume fir bhi musalsal mukarrar ka hi irada h.
Author’s note: An English Quatrain (verse with four lines) translated into Urdu Sher (couplet)
Mourning | Lantern | Sher
Trees
ceased flowering
mourning the one
who deserted ruined garden,
in disgust.
Jinki yaad me shazar pe gulo ne ugna chood diya,
Unhi ne hikarat se sunsaan gulistaa chhod diya.
Author’s note: A Lantern (Japanese style of poetry with 1, 2, 3, 4, 1 words) translated in an Urdu sher (couplet). Mine is “nearly a Lantern” because the last line has two words.
Samandar (The Sea): Sher
Jis samandar ki lehero me tair ke laut aaye hum,
Suna he ki log usme doob ke paar ho gaye.
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Translation:
The ocean that I swam in and returned from unscathed,
I’ve heard, has drowned many and let them pass.
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Author’s note: In Urdu poetry, a Sher is a couplet, where two lines present one thought or story.
Guroor (Pride): Sher
Sir jhukaye, asman ko neelam lutaate dekhta hu,
Sharm he ki hatheliya dua me khulne nahi deti.
Translation:
Head bent, I look at the sapphires falling from skies above.
Pride forces my palms in pockets, ashamed to spread heavenwards and collect.
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Author’s note:
In Urdu poetry, a Sher is a couplet, where two lines present one thought or story.
I run another site with urdu poetry and I’m moving my work here gradually. I will translate the pieces, but not verbatim since it seems impossible without breaking the spirit of the piece.
Haiku: Morning
Sun dips toes in horizon.
Sleepy stars call for embrace
Crying dewey tears.
Authur’s note: Haiku is a form of short poetry originally from Japan. Traditional Japanese haiku consist of three phrases in a 5, 7, 5 pattern (5,7,5 syllables or words in English), and a seasonal reference.
At Fault
You told me it was in my best interest–
the yelling, the barely restrained anger.
Then,
You told me it was all my fault–
the yelling, the unrestrained anger.
Now,
You tell me I deserve it–
before all hell breaks loose
everyday…
Lantern: Wintered In
Sun
kisses
the ground but
winter reigns my
heart.
Lantern: Hope
Storm
rocks my
paper ship–
drenched, not drowned–
ever.
Author’s note: Lantern is a type of descriptive poetry from Japan that follows the syllable structure of one, two, three, four and one syllables per line to shape a lantern when the words are centered to middle.
Haiku: Light
Night spreads its limbs afar.
Sea of darkness looks back at me.
In prayers, I find the Sun.
War and Peace
Sea roars, gulls repeat,
I look in the sands of time,
I know not what until I find—
Me…
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The World Ends When I End…
The world ends when I end…
I am the sun, the moon, the stars.
I am the rains and starving winters.
I am the ground upon which all I know stands.
When I go, the world as I know it goes with me.
When I am not, none of this will be.
In reaction to Colin McQueens’s latest ‘discussion’
Why
Something was off.
I could feel it from the moment you walked in our room
on our honeymoon–
something amiss in your face, your eyes, your smile–
something vital.
I spent the night awake, wondering what it was
and why it mattered.
Every time I thought of you,
I felt it.
Every time you were around me,
I couldn’t find it.
I wondered what was amiss,
and why it mattered enough to give me sleepless nights.
Years later, I found it
in the eyes of another man.
It was Love.
Godsend
I haven’t a porch to watch the rain.
Rain seeps in through the roof.
Who am I to complain?
The Veil
Waiting at the bus stop,
Rain drops pelting from mid night sky,
Drenching bags, veiling the tears.
The Society Snob
I heard a melodic voice out of my window
I thought, “Ah! A tiny sunbird for sure…”
Excitedly, I looked out and…
…found a hawk!
I thought of the eagle
living across the road–
musical voice,
shrill only at times of hunt.
The little harmless mynas, babblers and crows however, are rather a raucous crowd. They shout and squawk at the top of their voice.
All of a sudden, I realised what it is.
I am biased…
biased against people who are loud…
loud because they speak their heart…
loud because they don’t mask their intentions beneath many layers of honey…
loud because they don’t have anything to hide…
loud because they don’t prowl…
I an being a society snob,
who considers loud as crass
and duping others an art…
Outcast
Don’t
cast me
in a role
that I can’t, for
ever.
Short Stories | Fish-eye Perspective 