pourings of the unconscious

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THE CAVE The fog here is than a rock more dense I need to swirl the air to reach the fence As I am lying on the greenness of the lost paradise vast I realize I am caught between the devil and the blue sea vast The purple haze of lavender sprinkle aroma of spice in the air so cupric What’s that scent, this fragrance? Maybe it’s u getting me so euphoric I once craved for you but you now you are beyond my bide Alas the shore pebbles r but the wailing servants of the tide You are lost Is it my fault I pardon? I told you not to enter my secret garden The only way to get out of a dense forest of thoughts is to emblem in another But what does one do when all his forests are on fire , one after the other Whether it is engrained in me or it is part of my soul’s Constitution U can’t enflame me, il never bow down before my ignitions In life a gentle breeze is all I ask for with no virals And a bathe in your essence’s Lily rosewater spirals I will surrender myself to u but will u nourish me I long to see the yonder eyes which cherish me The cave I entered the mist was cool as cucumber And lightly dim sunrays like lemon sparks of ember The way was unknown but it required no clarification That Il guide myself through from your illumination I’ve changed, bade farewell to the quicksand of depression When will u be able to see what is beneath the impression What am I afraid of? Let them bring the storm, Im not wounded up in mud like a worm I will kiss the sword which will my head slice And will confess my love whether at daggers drawn But I am an eclipse of your murking meadow Am I afraid of my own Lurking shadow?

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Page 1: Pourings of the Unconscious

THE CAVE

The fog here is than a rock more dense

I need to swirl the air to reach the fence

As I am lying on the greenness of the lost paradise vast

I realize I am caught between the devil and the blue sea vast

The purple haze of lavender sprinkle aroma of spice in the air so cupric

What’s that scent, this fragrance? Maybe it’s u getting me so euphoric

I once craved for you but you now you are beyond my bide

Alas the shore pebbles r but the wailing servants of the tide

You are lost Is it my fault I pardon?

I told you not to enter my secret garden

The only way to get out of a dense forest of thoughts is to emblem in another

But what does one do when all his forests are on fire , one after the other

Whether it is engrained in me or it is part of my soul’s Constitution

U can’t enflame me, il never bow down before my ignitions

In life a gentle breeze is all I ask for with no virals

And a bathe in your essence’s Lily rosewater spirals

I will surrender myself to u but will u nourish me

I long to see the yonder eyes which cherish me

The cave I entered the mist was cool as cucumber

And lightly dim sunrays like lemon sparks of ember

The way was unknown but it required no clarification

That Il guide myself through from your illumination

I’ve changed, bade farewell to the quicksand of depression

When will u be able to see what is beneath the impression

What am I afraid of? Let them bring the storm,

Im not wounded up in mud like a worm

I will kiss the sword which will my head slice

And will confess my love whether at daggers drawn

But I am an eclipse of your murking meadow

Am I afraid of my own Lurking shadow?

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Like a gardener Ur scattered love into pile of memories raking

I’m walking upto the stairways to your galaxies taking

The pink clouds which cast wonder on the marshes of moments below

And I see a lake of void tears Into my life’s making

On the shore I see stars merging with the waves my Jove!

My pathway is strewn all over with leaves of your forgotten love

I am waiting for you to come back to this lonely band

In sinking submarine I am searching for the promised land

By this lampshade in the dark I am writing a story never told before

You will never know but tonight ive felt you like I’ve never before

Like each nova is an intricate star in the universal power

You are that rose prominent in a banquet of flowers.

I saw u in a misty dream, ur eyes flowing on lily’s spiral of dew in early autumn

I will dive into the sea of covering love but will I make it to your heart’s bottom?

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YOUR ARRIVAL

The mountain air caressed my skin like the hidden silk sought

As I strolled down the path I heard voices which the wind brought

A butterfly sat on my palm with wings of chrome

It reminded me it was once a larvae in it’s dome

I watched its flying wings and the rising dawn and thought

I cannot bloom without the sunshine in my life u brought

You thought I had lost myself , my intuition,

I could still see the full moon amidst those dense clouds of destitution

But ur arrival woke my sleepy town from years of stagnant nites within

Now the once shut market can hear the hopeful whispers thriving within

For you welcome a banquet of rosy pleasure I present

survived so many hopless nights that came and went

I had become the fallen angel who could not survive the next battle close by railing

There were no prayers said for my dead emotions, crying and wailing,

But your touch in the burning darkness, showed me the shadows of enchantment

Like an angel through rainbow colors flying through my latern festival of attachment

Now I have found the grain of love to testify hard work, to grind my mills

Oh me glance at the mirror, I no longer see your winter lips, ur autumn chills

Your smile is the flow of lit candles my dark castles which light

Your lush charm is so rare it would only bare in flair so bright

I saw in you a dove cooing to fly, a passion dancing within a veil

There is no logic of love away from to shy , just purity in a heart of meal

The sermon of serenity takes a bow

Il never need u as much as I do now

As I ended my journey , came home tired from the curls

I saw ur dreamy eyes encrusted in a bed of pearls

Page 4: Pourings of the Unconscious

COME WITH ME

i mean to show my starlets crust to you

for which il grant my blossom dreams to you

i wish i could show you just how much i love you

i'd walk to the surface of moon with you

come with me take on a journey a peak into my heart

u'll see mirrors all the time reflecting you

come with me, take my hand, lets meet the stars

to the world of magic where resides dreams not far

city of dreams lighting all along our way

like your lit eyes which light my dark bay

the musk will greet us when we will flow

to the forest of doves we'll go

to spend with splendid serenity

where it's majesty peace will show

our souls will in the falling snow bathing

recoil along the swinging rainbows dancing

and there amidst the twilight of moon lying

experience joy's dewdrops from the sky falling

come to the journey of the seven seas

where we drift underneath coral reefs

where pearls deck the midnight sea like stars on the sky

where your rich flaring charm will usher, will fly

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I am lost

tell me how it falls

how the memory reels

does all of this feels

there is no magic, no illusions

it's the bare reality which pricks me

i cast away all my dreams, my detachments

and all the other things which trick me

nature brought me so close to those of my fears

can't avoid, for i am devoid, of all my fears

i won't yell

cause it does not quell

the storm that's brewing

it's my undoing

i won't try to make u understand cause u can't

if i'll sing a song u'll merely chant

encrusted within me is the shadow of disappointment

that envelops me and all of my detachments

this paranoia leaves no clue of it's cravings, it's desires

no scattered spell to escape this macabre enchantment

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this is the first english poem i wrote on 1st December 2005. I was 15 years old.

the silver lining

the glorious silvier lining

of our love's esteem

forthwith your face shining

and rising of beauty beams

the effervescency hiding

only your eyes can deem

the gentle and fair loving

of your's in my dreams

for you my heart starts leaving

lost control have i of my reams

your love's a quiet weaving

making me a treasure book of dreams

Jackal Hyde

can't tear this misery apart

it's breaking my world in half

dawns the decoy in grave which lied

a part of me is jackel, a part of me hyde

Depression shall not be the thistle of my ecstasy

In it i cannot see the crystal ball of my mystery

numbness reveals not the grief in my history

how it eschewed , how it drained my entity

"it's monotonous" my misery meekly whispers

that everytime i have to wrestle with my blisters

With the fall of every night rises a disdain

and crawls the dusk which escertained

that memory's tis a morsel of the murky fog

that haunts my crust again and again

approaches the sun, the twilight splits the sky in two

the path which is dark black, the path which is light blue

awakens the melody of nature's spring

the choir of the singing birds, the flower dew

For upon dawn, the howls no longer rent the air

stops the morbid mantra of the owls in flair

the witches retreat, the ghoulish aura c;ears

leaps the deer, birds chirp in cheer

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hymn of the honey bee the morning greets

the hideous moss no longer creeps

Alas quell my insides i cannot do

like nature I am but a season of two

which the eternal time determines like flowing grain

but with dawn, how in my slumber I remain

IL IGNORE BY

i strolled down the broken path, the wet roads

the meaningless neons the empty boards

i sloth upon the close by hopeless swath

you showed me there's also such a path

above shining the curious silky moon

which shudders upon our collective swoon

il ignore by the porous fright, im not attached to u anymore

im but in love with this amorous night, not with you anymore

i hate this fact, it's not meant to be

why am i dependent on you to see?

freedom from all graves i crave for

can i become what i want to be?

i feel so lost;so close to infinity

you are part of my entity not destiny

nightmares extinguish leaving the ghoulish soot behind

except it's no nightmare; it's life in hind

i was looking at a broken mirror

i looked like a stranger to my ownself

am i the buying of illusions

or a lair onto y ownself

but if im not a depresogenic entity

why do isee this appraoching calamity?

like the flower pollen i need in my life a whiff of freshness,

a rejoice in my sunshine vally, a bloom without rashness

seize the magical moment tonight

torch your passion to light

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don't force me to bend my contradictions

the sand towers my fragile conceptions

but how much can i keep on ignoring with my meagre means?

it's now getting so hard to gulp down these screams

is tarhah roug hatai kai har tapish sai azadi miljayay

bailagam dil ki ruh ko sukun miljayay

rukh murjayay us taraf aman jahan sai dikh jayay

bayaban maidan mai khushi ka pehla phul khil jayay

aman manzil nahi woh rasta hai

sehra mai jo baichan ko rah dikhlayay

bikharti hai muskurahat barbadi par bhi apni

shouq-e-dard jab is dil mai bas jayay

muskan behti nahi rukh jati hai in gham kai asaib mai

chahiyay abh woh darya jahan har gham dub jayay

zaya mat kar is dil ko yuh sisak kar

pas nahi woh jam jo taira dil behlayaiy

zarurat nahi bashar ko har khwahish ko pana

chahiyay faqt woh sahil aah jis say na koi takrayay

namudar ho mayusi to dil chota mat kar raghib (my takalus)

khushi us boondh mai dhund jis say darya ubhar ayay

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rah-e-tareek mai apna dar basaya

masum si muskan ka ik diya jalaya

mehsur hokar reh gaya jangal-e-maimar mai

har sakh jala kar koyi tehwar manaya

purnur tha yai sama woh waqt bhi daikha

akhri umeed ki kiran ko gurub hotai daikha

hazir na woh, na us ki chah ka saya hai

wadiya-e- pyar mai dil ko sangsar hotai daikha

yai kaghaz jin par likhta houn hain charoun taraf bikhray huwai

hain yai mairay dil ki tarhah har taraf sai bhatkai huway

in gehrayoun mai, tanhayioun mai kaheen tu hai chupa

taiyri yad hai shajr ki bikhri tainiyoun ki tarhah

unwan houn mai sazish sozi kai is railay mai

anzan hai yai nazr atish bazi kai is mailay mai

akhir qismet dubi sagar ki jafa mai

lambi qaid beeti jalwoun ki saza mai

nazroun hi nazroun mai giradiya gaya houn

mai woh nahi jo bandiya gaya houn

raghib. apnai kirday mai jhank zara ghour sai

kya kuch nahi chupaliyay apnai aap say

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this is a poem i wrote when i was in class 10

"chandni"

tarapnay ka ehsas bond bond beh kar aya

raat mai akaila sa chand jo nikal aya

sari raat mai ik ,anjana ,akaila

usay dekh kar ajj sara gham ubhar aya

kaha chand ney mujhey:

sitaroun kay jahan mei rehta houn

apnay jaisay par ik bhi na paya

meri mojudgi ka tassawur badalta hai

insan umeed say dekhta,phir roh kar kay pyar lutaya

chandni bhi jaisay barti ghitti hai.....

insan mai bhi mujhay aisa bandhan"pyar "nazr aya

apnay mehboob say tasbeeh dekar

mujhay bhi bewafaoun mai shumar karaya

pyar jhttay hi meri khamiyan nazr ayain

pyar ki chandni mai jo pehla nazr na aya

isi kashmakash ki adat mai rehkar

mujhay har insan par tars aya

ab sochta houn mai bhi ik baat

meri chandi nai kitnoun ko rulaya

humnay toottay way dekha hai insan ka dil

yun hamein pyar kali raat ki manind nazr aya

phir kyun karta hai insan mohabbat?

mai nai kaha:

kisi say raat ko chanay sey rok kar dikhaya?

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pyar ki roshnian dub gayien isi bahanai mai

kai chahat-e-dil qurban kardi tairai siranai mai

sur ki sazish kanoun mai gungunayay

apnai dil nai faraibi ki adat dilayi

akhir kab taq taktai rahogai yunhein

sar e ab ki khote manzil tum nai dikhayi

unqareeb sukhn rukaiga judayi ki yari mai

yai marz basaiga dil ki isi adhuri mai

ruhdad-e-safar nai yai andaza utara

pyar nai dehekti agg kai pul guzara

har bai rukh dar say faizyab huwi meri jawani

ab samajh mai ayi tumhai hamari kahani

is baghban-e-paiham mai gum gayay ham bai rasta

sarsarahat nazdeez ayi tou wohi yad ayi guzashta

kai pichlay mausam ik aas ghubar ban kar chayi

baizari o gumrahi jam e ishq sai simat kar ayi

ik bai dhung dard hai jo ruh mai basaya

raghib! ajab shai hai pardesi ki ruswayi

Page 12: Pourings of the Unconscious

UPDATES 15th

April 2013

The Cell

The glaring walls, the flaring steel became my mocker

Lost amidst the blaring falls where is my coffer?

Your behavior is like a ritual menial

My role in your life is merely ceremonial

My naïve impressions, the wistful suggestions

That you are more welcome than the springs of heaven

When the aura blossoms, the clock fixates

But alas time listens not, it dictates

I will not be dictated anymore by my schisms

For became a prison, what used to be my prism

Learn to live without your soul in this cell

This is what life continues to tell

But what if life is what I make it

The miseries I can break it?

You are gone and nothing can change that

Your icon no one can replace that

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My destiny the stars have shown

That I will live to save a life, my own

Qismat fana hogayi halat e aiyar say

Nazr mai kuch nahi siwayay ujray diyar kai

Rubaru huwa gham haqeqat mujhay dikhanay

Agayi wohi wehshat akhir mairay samnai

Ab tou hijrat karlun, kis baat ka gunah guzeer houn

Is abas muhallay ka akhri panah guzeer hun

Madhouse houn is jahan mai faqd istehsal hai gawara

Azab e musalsal nai har baar mout ki ghat utara

Khojoun jahan meri aatish ko wahan jaladay

Dil nahi lagta yahan, koi aur jahan dikhladay

Sanp kai ras ki manind ik ik pal bitaya

Duniya kai zehr nai akhir asar dikhaya

Meray rab, fana kardai chahat usi aur ki

Kai thi who bandish o roug kisi aur ki

Aasar khushi kai dikhayain hain nazr mand na parjayay

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Dil ki wehshatoun ko khabr na miljayay

Aaghosh mai bharlo isay, muskan chehray par na dikh jayay

Raghib noori diyay ko is raat ki nazr na lag jayay

i wrote my first poem after a year

The chasm

Crossing through the frozen lake of despair ur chasm I found and it said beware

Once enters, there’s no going back; It struck me like lightning that I was never aware

That the love you held in your palm was for me

Now I believe the euphoria which my eyes can’t see

If faith is yearning for your beloved amidst the sea

I don’t need any magic, im already enchanted in learning to be

That you will ,through my swift meadows, like the golden sunshine

And a single ray will transcend me to ur amore above all to be

I do not perceive nor perchant to see

How a night without seeing you will be

This love is too powerful for my weak entity

I need your soul to breathe you into me

Hold onto the warmth and we’ll be together

Just ask me, and il be urs forever