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And I Returned
Turning back from the verge of eternity.
It was close but good luck
Favours almost the one like me.
I could see them;
Some, burning in wild flames,
Others, bathing in mild sun.
bodies of wool;
Birds never glimpsed in fancies
Flying beside the glass pool—
And I returned.
_____Muhammad Shahab.
A Nightmare
On the highway across the bridge
I saw you
A shepherd I was
Standing in a nearby field
Plunged I in front of your car
You saved me
And died yourself.
Still I’m empty as a hollow bamboo.
Often I think of the accident
When I wake up.
A nightmare
Horrible it was.
_____Muhammad Shahab.
A Life For Us
“Never leave me” she whispered
In my left ear.
It was yesternight.
Why would I do that?
It’s not the life
That separates–
Only death
But…
There’s I hope
I dare say–
I faith
A life that will unite us
In spirit and in body
A life for us;
Me and you.
_____Muhammad Shahab.
Jump Little Monster
Jump!
Jump little monster
The river rushes for you.
How poltroon you are.
Decision once taken
Stand comme il faut.
Stand!
Stand where you are
Little monster do not fight.
The world is up to slaughter you
Anyway.
Jump Lilliputian monster
You contemplated it
Now prance
For your life
Guzzle up from Lethe
She would not come back.
_____Muhammad Shahab.
Standing On A Seashore
I am standing on a seashore
Like a vessel for departure.
The sea calls me in
To explore new places,
To see new faces beyond
The ordinary horizons
But I’m afraid as fear calls me out
To a distant city where we meet people.
The same old faces I see everyday
Where I belong, cannot leave.
The city dwellers, the nightwalkers,
The clerk and the watchman.
Stand and sit for a whole life,
To bread and not to change.
I am the one with an old axe,
Cutting the edges, not of the sea
But myself to sharpen my shape,
Not to be fierce but to be foul;
And I am standing, standing
On a seashore, unprepared.
_____Muhammad Shahab.
You Are A Miracle
Is it a sin to behold a miracle?
Is it a sin to admire,
To adore and,
Worship a miracle?
For you my love!
Are a striking miracle.
And if,
It is a sin,
I’m damned eternally.
____Muhammad Shahab.
A Sparrow; Happy and Lonely
I had dreamt–as often
Dreams do come true–
Of falling in love with you,
Of losing my being
To be in union with you
I saw the day the sundry folks
Were in queues,
Waiting upon you, save me
Looking through a glass mirror,
Reflecting the residue.
I was happy for the day.
Now and then I refrained,
But you advanced as I feared,
Abandonment.
Yet I was happy,
For you were happy,
That being my world.
Now I am old.
Old as a meek sparrow
As a wave gently passing by.
Yet you left,
Alone,
Refused to take me.
Not a word of coming back,
What a world have you left to me
For a world so strange and eternal?
_____Muhammad Shahab.
Departure into Death Kingdom
I feel your presence
In Mozart’s sonatas.
Hence you left
Only a volume,
And departed into the Death Kingdom
I listen till I bleed,
My love for you
Drips with every note,
And I’m dry.
You hover upon me,
Haunt me amid the tumult
Of an uproar in my head.
I become still,
The music stops,
The world stands stagnant before me.
With every sight you appear,
Every inch of my body you embody,
I imagine I’m adapting you,
In my spirit,
In my soul,
In my mind.
_____Muhammad Shahab.
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