SING SOME WORDS

Sing some words
For the birds.
Sing it sweet;
Clean 'n' neat.
Sing it high
When they fly.
Sing it low
When they go.
Sing in Spring,
In their thinking.
Sing in Summer,
Song of shimmer.
And in Autoumn,
Make a dictum-
For the Winter,
Be the hunter.

Hunt the birds,
In their herds.
Raze their nests,
Pluck their crests,
Eggs be crushed,
Zone be hushed.
Quench the hunger,
Kill your singer.

Dance the evil,
Appease Devil.
Spring comes
With no drums.

With Life anew,
For Death to live.

SINKING INTO MY EYES

Sinking into my eyes
this evening
millions of broken STARS-
burning bright stars,
home broken stars,
dim lit stars,
self broken stars,
cold ash grey stars.

The sky is blank!

Clouds roar a horrible laugh,
winds do the ghostly dance,
and rain weaps heavily
upon my eyes.
Trees this Autoumn
naked, dry and shaken
as if crutch of a lame
leading someone
to somewhere
and is lead by the same
trees this Autoumn
pulls me to nowhere,
pushes me to NOTHINGNESS-

You see nothing,
touch nothing,
feel nothing,
smell nothing,
you hear nothing,
nothing,nothing,nothing
when you wish
you wish for nothing
when you speak;
you speak to nothing,
nothing to depart from,
nothing to arive at.
You've gained enough
and have nothing to lose
or you've lost enough
for nothing to gain

NOTHING!

This DARKNESS is like nothing.
Darkness this Autoumn night
as if nothing
but chaos,confusion and congé.
You breathe darkness.
Exale darkness.
You open lips to mutter
darkness leaps out.
Leaps out,
when you burn a candle.
Peeps out
when you open a window,
and jumps in
when you close the door.
Darkness everywhere
even when you imagine
darkness strikes
and darkness flashes
when you wink and think.
DARKNESS!
Horrible,hovering and hoarse
DARKNESS!
Terrible,terrific,tempestuous
DARKNESS!
Crowded with darkness-
no existance.

WAIT!

Thou shall look
and look
into my EYES.

KAL KII LIKHI HUI GHAZAL( Composed 25.07.10)

Kal ki likhi hui ghazal
Aaj meri rozgar hai
Kal ke shoq bik gaye
Fir kal ka intizar hai
Hansi warq se lipatkar
Aur Qalm ashqbar hai
Aaj din bi hava garm thi
Sard fir hua bazaar hai
Delhi ko baste dekha hai
Vadi main lutti bahar hai
'Farukh' wohi jhoota hai
Jo aaj bhi tera aitebar hai

WELCOME NOTE

My first simple and plain words...but wait and gimme some time to come up with what Muses has to say through my keypad...