Sunday, October 31, 2010

A Bidding Day

Shaking day, brainy day
Grinding day, punching day
Rowing day, dismal day
Thirsty day, and hungry day,

Passage day, costing day
Lining day, Pricing day
Shouting day, counting day
Eager day, hammering day

Probing, tracing,
Calling, shouting,
Brew then as panic
Loom then as pant

We then as lambs
You then as lion
We then as asses
You then as fox

And all at last fried
And Dumping, throwing,
And are we saying submitting
With a dump look,
Standing in burial box,
a sigh of relief break of silence

Nor we slay any head
Nor we did any sin
Though do we also
Get a day of grimace

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Silence - In memory of A. Ayyappan

And at the end now
All he has to offer
is solitude and silence.
No accomplishments to speak of,
having never finished anything

Worth finishing
except bad relationships
and good friendships
he now regret not keeping.

Those he feel closest to
are the farthest away from him
while he keep himself distant
from those who are near.

that a deep sleep in forefront
Without any disturbances
Let him sleep well and forget everything
Not yet time for good bye forever
But it is the time for him to say
bye bye then now…….

He slept in the alembic case
And eyes widely open
To see the elegant world
Again and again – but
At the end now
Is solitude silence
Without any disturbance
Let me lay down
And say friends good bye
                                       Azad

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

BLOOD AND TEAR

After a long time I was on my village
Years of silence burst out at once
The same place where I grow in sun and shower
where the first rain drops touched my feet
where the grass field I played
and after along time I was on my village

I stepped out from shell of memories
In few seconds I was all wet
Rain drops kissed my face
Starts melting heart & mind
And the unfaithful tears they fall
Like rivers streaming hot through the muggy mist
And I cried alone in that rain

Confusion feeds like a savage inside,
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone, exiled, different and disdain
My heart moves from fire to cold
look like a helpless chick in the rain
And I cried alone in that rain

As it started raining more heavily
The sound of thunder grooved
I could feel loneliness, wandering here and there
Looking for all that my pain can recognize
I couldn’t, my tears were all lost in the rain
I could feel burning on my cheeks,
When the cold rain drops feel on it,
Who knows what I look for
Still not see the kids who needs me, my babies
Now they lies in their tombs
Where on their tombs , the devils playing
And singing no worries of tomorrow
And there I cried alone in that rain

Are they far away from me but I can’t forget
Oh, I can’t go back and live in the past
Just as I enjoy the peacefulness of a full moon
With warmth and love, but where I lost my life
In the dances of sword and guns
Or in the horrors we saw, and
Or in the nightmare of flames and destruction
Too may tears turn into blood
When my aching soul is about to flee
The sadness and loneliness it is a witness too
And there I cried alone in that rain

TO ALL THE VICTIMS OF GUJARAT COMMUNAL RIOT

Monday, October 4, 2010

THE FRANTIC WORLD

Heinous Old Serpent 
spew out the world
we look at the map of  world
for a matter of that is not concern of mine
and I shall be asked,
why should I follow your fighting line
why should you drag us into war ?

Mortifying  it was and it is,
the nakedness of war, savagery of swords,
brutality of guns we experienced in the past,
the nightmare in our memory pushes us into panic

                The sanguinary of the bloody wars
                Tears of Bosnian widows,
                Corpses in Palestinian Soil,
                The Bloodbath in Algeria
                Blood spread soil of Kosovo,
                Blood-spattered mud in Kabul
Carcasses of Hiroshima and Nagasaki,
Dying kids in Iraq
All at last Earth says the chronicle end in dark

We look at the dying earth and says,
the wonderful calmness we like,
cement of confidence we like
Not marching against liberty
                But, are on foot behind liberty

We wish to avoid unlit sky
                We wish to avoid the earth to moan
We wish to avoid the sky shedding black tears
                We like the glittering sun and smiling moon
                We like the stars shining brightly in the sky
                We like the wind breathing slowly
We like gleeful earth and sky
                And we love hearts that makes earth happy           1/2

But, The heinous Old Serpent 
shoot out the world with weapons
                I shall be asked,
                looking at the map of world,
                Why should I follow your fighting line?
                Why should you drag me into war?
               
                                                -       AZAD