Naam tera…

Nahin hai naam tera lafzon me mere,

Bahane se aankhein bhar aati hai kyun. 

Tanhai ho, fursat ho, teri baat ho, 

Khamoshi raas aati hai kyun. 

Mann halka karte hai likh likh ke, 

Teri yaad bewajah milne aati hai kyun. 

Sawal kya karein, jawab jante hain hum, 

Khud ko har baar manate hai kyun. 

Mayus nahin hai, na gumnaam hai, 

Fir in sawalon se pareshan hain kyun. 

Poetry Collection: Degenerates Voices for Peace. Homelessness Edition.

From Crow on the Wire:

Hope you check out this poetry collection from poets across the country on the topic of homelessness. Included are my two poems: Christmas Day and Tattoo Man. Click the following link to read the online magazine. Degenerates Voices for Peace.

The First Dream – Poem by Billy Collins

The First Dream – Poem by Billy Collins

The Wind is ghosting around the house tonight
and as I lean against the door of sleep
I begin to think about the first person to dream,
how quiet he must have seemed the next morning

as the others stood around the fire
draped in the skins of animals
talking to each other only in vowels,
for this was long before the invention of consonants.

He might have gone off by himself to sit
on a rock and look into the mist of a lake
as he tried to tell himself what had happened,
how he had gone somewhere without going,

how he had put his arms around the neck
of a beast that the others could touch
only after they had killed it with stones,
how he felt its breath on his bare neck.

Then again, the first dream could have come
to a woman, though she would behave,
I suppose, much the same way,
moving off by herself to be alone near water,

except that the curve of her young shoulders
and the tilt of her downcast head
would make her appear to be terribly alone,
and if you were there to notice this,

you might have gone down as the first person
to ever fall in love with the sadness of another. 

by:Billy Collins

 

Leave Me Alone

LEAVE ME ALONE was first published in https://harpingbyapixiecom.wordpress.com/.

Poem_LeaveMe

Sometimes, we come to a point when it seems we have enough and it is simply pointless to go on. A point where we would prefer the peace and quiet of solitude over the chaotic, crazy merry-go-round of being in a companionship.

There are connections that appear to be too strong and yet, it is just too much trouble to handle. It feels right and at the same time it feels not right. There is a constant push-and-pull of energies and egos…a runner-and-chaser cycle kind of thing. Is it ever worth the ride? I will not tell you the ending but do tell me your thoughts in the comment section.

And if you are free and in a jolly mood, do visit my site https://harpingbyapixiecom.wordpress.com/ and check the rest of my works. I have a curious mind that is open to learning and an irreverent spirit that is always up for laugh and fun. My writings will feed you stuff you do not need but if you are looking for something that will stir you to think and pause…then, it is not the place to go to. Does that make sense? Well, completely up to you to dissect and take the good from bad. Lol!

Until next!