Labyrinth

The street crisscrossed by 3
You were in the rendezvous
Matter was of no blithe
Emphasized was the “ion of life”.

Attracting your sharp eyes
Seemingly inviting your explores,
You gaze the second lane for a while
An alert stride is a wise move you thought
And hurried the first step in that freeway.

The echo of each footstep sounded so distinct
It announced loud and clear
It shouldn’t be taken
It shouldn’t be woken
It had no empathy
It was entangled
It was cursed.
But wishing to fondle it
Feeling glad spotting it
You fictitiously hold yourself
Allowing to trick your own senses
Pacifying, it could not be real

Curiously embracing it is you
Toying around with it is you
Painting the lane red is you
All it could snatch is known to you
All it could fetch is labyrinth for you.

Modern slavery

That man told me, “This is where we all live”.
A contemporary place where we sleep
Slaves of modernity, we are all slaves.

Human servitude, a paid serfdom
But a holocaust of inmost soul
Its techniques and tactics robotic
Pity mortals give in and marvel
Forced by the sweep of green odyssey.

A market where whatsoever be
Is bargained and bartered infinite;
Core appreciation is at lost.
Social sway feeds its panorama
Weighing the intellect and price tag.

Trip to modernity is a truce
For some in vague attitude trying;
Trying to pose and declaring to
Stand tall and hang around taciturn
And pretending to tread cautiously.

Revival of a new slave dynasty
Never should it be forgotten loyals
Anyone is Qutubuddin Aybak.

When reality meets herself


Yes, it’s been long since I wrote the last verse
I open those pages again and went through them
Stirring up in my mind since then
Wandering where to start or where to stop.

It flowed, and then it stopped
Words seem to have ceased to continue
A clouded mind in me tries to find its answer.
I gave a thinking
Is this a halt or a lingering dismay for life?

I closed my eyes trying to find the truth
But it’s the domain of darkness that I realize
Day seems a loathsome doom
Missing the beat of delight.

You see things you don’t want to see
You discover things which u never want to discover
You unconsciously involve with affections where you should detest.

I try in such a hapless situation to shun
But reality is a sore sight.
With a sight of such darkness
Eyelids couldn’t help but to shed.

Naming it love

I ‘m thinking
Very hardly I get words
Less is the effort I could give now
My mind all swirled.

Questions come over “why is it so?”
Hours of thought seem wastage
Since finding an answer is all clueless
Thereupon some fleeting images sprang up in my mind’s eyes
“Whom do I see?”
There is a man
All dressed in green and black robe.
He was coming out from a bush
With all his angelic smile
Wishing me happy happiness.
I was standing looking at him at his mesmerizing moves.

A moment came when he was standing so close to me
He held my face and said some heart touched words
Then he kissed me and I was in the seventh heaven oblivious of the world.
My eyes shut tightly closed
The ‘word’ is Love
My heart gave herself a thud
I unclosed my eyes
I saw him growing more handsome
He was showering his angelic smile
I was in love
I see nothing but him.

He went away
I was left alone.
His voice greets me every moment,
Though distance parts us again.
His love touches me every time
My heart goes straight to him
I’m without words ever since then
His thought is all over me
This is only ‘love’.

Butterfly impact

Today I saw a butterfly
A blue and yellow spotted butterfly
It flew from one flower to another
Making its move a wonder.

It seemed like it said something to that dahlia
And took a turn to see the budding magnolia.
Was it sending message to and fro?
Or was it the brand of its status quo?

The butterfly impact made the flowering desert enchanted
And flashed its beauty being appreciated
Which made the spectators welcome the sight
Changing the worldly grief into a plain feeling
At least allowing some of them to bring a healing
In that moment of delight.

Siroy lily


I have seen no Siroy Lily
But only a picture of it.
Yet it is no less a beauty,
As had been styled to ‘Daffodils‘by Wordsworth.

Words seem limited to bring thou to reality
For thou art in real
Nothing in reciting could do the honest justice;
Justice to bring forth thy beauty of bliss in solitude
Thou throne at the highest peak of heaven.
Your playground the gleeful Dzuko valley
Is elocution of beauty.

If a captured beauty is so a wonder
What if it be seen by this blunderer’s embarrassed eyes?
Vindicate this omission of not receiving
With an eyeful of ecstasy.
With this verse I vow to thou pleasing blossom
Except me as thy admirer and give blessing
When the blunderer touches thy concourse.

May I beseech in thy kind court;
Keep those thousandfold believer
Treading to dance and shine along thy gaiety;
Greet the faux pas at your vicinity with euphoria
For they will be in heaven.
May the goddess of beauty and vigor shower
Immense fragrance and loving tender.

Dilly-dally
It makes me think where I belong now
Flitting between the one and the another
That one which makes me feel special
And that another which brings out the real me.

I’m blank now.
I can’t think of anything
I wish life freezes here
For I find I belong nowhere
‘Am I doing what I should be doing?’
The answer is only three words-
I don’t know.

If I had known me I would have been there
If I had been me I would not have been here.
‘If’ had been so indifferent yet so invaluable
If and only if I was there I would have been different.
Or I think again ‘if’ I would have been there I would have lost my here.
I’m just flitting between here and there.
Neither I belong here nor do I belong there.
I used to write for myself
But now I’m writing for you
You changed me into me
A mentor, a friend, an admirer
You are what I have longed for.
But you forgive me
For I have made my promises
For I have given hope to someone
For I have no reasons to hate you
May be I like you
But I can’t love you.

LOST AND FOUND
The day I met you I found a good person in you
The day you touched my hands I found vibes in my nerves
The day we started sharing ourselves I found a friend
The day you stared caring for me I found a best friend

The day you eyed me with loving eyes I lost my mind
The day you proposed to me I lost my heart
The day you hugged me I lost a beat in my heart
The day you kissed me I lost sensibility.

The day you showed your heart filled with me only I found my heart in yours
The day you said ‘you are mine’ I found magic of life
The day we cried together I found truth in our love relation

The journey from the day I met you I lost less and found more
I have found you in me my man… my life.

A soldier and his love
Love songs of our love
Lyrics of my mind
All like a spontaneous overflowing
Since love is in my mind.

My love is there so far
Questions come ‘Could I reach him in a while?’
But I can hear him calling
Since love is in my mind.

He is there fighting a life
He is a soldier, yet he is a lover
Since love is in my mind.

He loves me as much as I do
I know him loving me every time in his heart
And I’m as much as him
Since love is in my mind.



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Lionized potential I find in myself,
Capitalizing the whole essence for socialization
Truly it is for the usurper snooze.
Wondering how long will it take to reap?
Sown are the seeds of saplings,
The reaper waiting to sing her song of joys
But it’s the early time of the day,
And dusk is far away.