for All Poets & Artists
I am ever found wrecked, as if:
Wishing for this and that.
But the urge
To be the supreme composer
Supersedes any established and forthcoming notions
Of existence and being.
O Muse! Where art thou?
Amid the
noise of this and that,
I remain
ever nostalgic for thy sounds.
And the supreme
weapons
Are ever inviting:
Colours will
to be an eternal waterfall,
And canvas
remains ever famished.
I do not
desire to be forsaken.
Ah! There art thou!
Now—
be the god, be the devil;
Be the prophet,
be the follower;
Be the saint,
be the sinner;
Be the judge,
be the accused;
Be the possessed, be the exorcist;
Be the witch,
be the witchdoctor!
Thou shalt be
what and why
Thou shalt be what and why
And render me a peacock in trance:
To the tunes of thy wands,
To the fumes of thy potions,
And let it churn.
"What shalt
thy verses be:
Composed or disoriented,
Contemplations
and reflections,
Comprehensive or succinct,
Revealed and concealed,
Contradictions or concurrences,
Established and challenged,
Past and
forthcoming,
Enigmas and
stigmas
—I being the
enigma,
Thou being the stigma?
I, thy flute:
Ever a loyal subject
To thy tango performing hands;
Blow some air into my embouchure holes
And make the
holes perform waltz
—Ever resonating thy sounds.
"Who shalt
thy verses be for:
Self or
others,
Or either or neither?
I, thy tabula rasa:
Let me be
consumed by thy aurora,
As the sea
waves are devoured
By the sand at the shore.
Ephemeral Echoes - Twenty Twenty-One Edition (2021)
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Again! - Sunyata (III)
for Nabila Gul, Fauzia Sami & Sidra Rizwan
after Still life with antique bust by Pablo Picasso (Spain), 1925 C.E.
after Antique Horses on the Agean Shore by Girogio de Chirico (Italy), 1963 C.E.
I
This pair of bronze surahees
—One, tall and slim;
one, short and fat—
Atop pinewood bedside desk,
stair at me—
As if the last pair
Of the endangered white giraffes
In the African Savanna.
~
"No, I will never give you up ever
To some random antique collectors
For some petty pennies
In the old city,"
As if they can hear and understand me.
II
And now the pumice mug
—With a picture of Apollo—
From my recent pilgrimage to The Acropolis, Athens,
Is all ears and wants to be the party popper.
And now the portrait of Horus on papyrus
—Peeping from around the corner of the wall —
From my last homage to Egypt,
Is lending senses to the co(m)motion in the room.
And now the China Dish
—With a painting of Confucius in a boat —
I had brought back with me
From my last visit to Beijing, China,
Wants to be the audience, too.
And now the blue nazar amulet
—A painter friend had brought for me
From her recent pilgrimage to Isfahan, Iran—
Is awake, too.
III
This is going to be a seriously entertaining night—
I had better take the three-piece suit off,
And slip into the pajamas,
I prepare myself for
An intense thriller feature, more like.
'Surahee' (Urdu): Flagon, or an Indian pot with a long neck.
'Nazar' (Persian): An eye shaped souvenir, which is used for personal and/or home decoration to protect a person and/or place from the 'evil eye'.
Owl Of Pines: Sunyata (2021)
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The Message
for Everyone
after Creation of Adam by Michelangelo (Italy), 1508 - 1512 C.E.
THIS IS The Message (to some, even The Writing on the Wall;
to some, even The Elephant in the Room)—Thought is The Mother of all inventions.
Beyond the incarcerations of necessity, afloat is its throne.
So what, at times, if it's even willy-nilly? So what?
Postscriptum
Did you know, the shape of the cape (or throne)
here is, but a depiction of the human brain?
Hence, Thought is The God; God, the thought.
You may subject it to the unnecessary dialectics of a priori
et a posteriori until the cows come home.
But unless you're blind or possess some/many impairments e.g.
Were never taught how to read and write, the denotations
and connotations are, but as vivid as the
twinkling stars in ether on a jet-black night.
PROSE POEMS: Biblio Alpha (2020)
Ocean, Fish and Boat
for Paul Ashworth & Labourers of the Ship Breaking Industry in the South/East Asia
after
Loha Toar, Loha Khoar (Iron Breakers, Iron Eaters) by Amin Rehman (Canada), 2009 C.E.
I heard it from someone:
Apparently, the father
Of the so-called atomism is Leucippus;
Of the so-called heliocentrism, Aristarchus;
Of the so-called buoyancy, Archimedes.
But I have always had doubts,
If these folks were any original forefathers
Of any such discoveries or inventions.
For a fisherman and a boat-maker
Need not to know any theories or meta-theories
To know nature and workings of her works
—They, fish and ocean
Are instinctively assimilated.
And I always thought
That's what the heart of problem was
i.e. aiming to learn the world and her ways
Through the tongues, eyes and ears of others.
The other day, someone asked me
To define and describe
An ocean, fish and boat.
"To me," I said,
"ocean is the plate;
fish, the delicacy;
boat, a loaf of bread."
And the other day, I heard someone
Asking the money-worshipper:
"you eat the meat
and leave the bones
for fishermen and boat-makers.
Do you not have any conscious?"
And he said,
"this is the law of nature
i.e. small fish is eaten by big fish."
Ekphrases: Book One (2020)
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Lila and Maya
for homo-philosophicus
If ye show me—
I
Effects without causes
Sounds without vibrations
Thoughts without images
Words without letters
II
Water without moisture
Fire without flames
Wind without air
Sand without dust
III
Leaves without veins
Flowers without petals
Butterflies without wings
Oysters without shells
IV
Roots without seeds
I shalt show ye—
Lila without Maya.
'Lila' (Sanskrit): Divine Play/Drama.
'Maya' (Sanskrit): Illusion.
Metamorphoses: Poetic Discourses (2019)
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