From the Great Pyramid of Giza
to the sculptures of Ajanta,
our ancestors carved out in letters bold;
What matters in world is neither wealth nor gold!
Knowledge, knowledge was the thirst and hunger back then;
What about so-called upgraded men?
©Zahid
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|Butterfly in rain|
"Thundershower is a melody,
opens the chest of barren-heart
to ache with longings once again;
the truce you've been allowed
to slumber in peace is a mockery;
for the bubbles of rain caress her forehead,
a butterfly drenched soaked to the bone,
doesn't give up her fluttering wings,
she sings with shivering thirsty throat,
a lifeboat arrives to carry her weight;
my skin, my flesh is the epitome of greed,
therefore to the fathomless depths i fall!
for i couldn't bear her weight anymore,
as her eyelashes, the portraits went colorblind,
i drowned with her beauty to the precious vault,
to the sobbing and joyous and prided hearts,
to dust is the fragrance & serenity and what not!
peace is the selfless dormancy, arise!
with the wind and in gloomy skies;
you might find a way to announce the fall,
to carry some hearts into shelter and keep;
but keep not that mutinous, that rebellious inmate;
without strife, without giving it all!
look, look! it still is a drizzle out there!
i say you die, untie her fine-strings."
©Zahid-
Drowning in tears with sore-throat,
She promised to be that lifeboat!-
Your Honour!
What about scrubbing her words in pride?
What about a million-times i've let my heart suicide!
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The civet cat, the musk deer
An antelope hopping, a wild bear!
All hanging to her silky braid
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