Poems

Going Homewards

Remember the stars
we counted for us;
one by one.
You wanted to have them—
desperate we were.
The tumbler you broke,
I mended it.
You ran after it
the bus you caught
riding homewards.
Stretched on a berth,
looking at each other in love,
lost between our gaze.
The world blurred around us
only me and you
going homewards. _____Muhammad Shahab.

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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.

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Love, Love!

You have made me sing
the melodies of love.
When I see you,
when you talk;
they’re songs of love.
To me it’s all.
I gave you my entire life,
it’s yours
I’m yours.
Will you be mine?
We’ll sing together
songs never sung.
Lost in each other
Love, love!
When you get here,
my world is unparalleled,
I’m perfect
I see in your eyes
blue as the Atlantic;
waves of ice
dancing dolphins.
There’re oceans, deep;
let me take a voyage
to your world.
Love, love!

_____Muhammad Shahab.

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Becoming the Unknown

These rainy days;
the silt beside the beach
left by floods of the endless ocean,
adoring and beseeching.

I mourn the death—
the death of your love
mumbling away in breezes
the lost you—
like me, abandoned in these hours.

Once the beach had a spring—
it too, has become only a sediment;
no more colour and charm,
shattered.

Those feelings, too, depart—
slowly I’m becoming the one,
unknown and forgotten.

_____Muhammad Shahab.

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Free

Smoky shadows behind me halt,
I’m a climber
The mountain is my friend, the shadows,
I leave.

Clouds leagues after leagues,
Gather round me
When I summit a godly mountain.
I’m close to the sky.
Heaven and earth unite here.
They are with me,
The wind as old as the mountain
The cloud, a blanket of the sky.
It is their home.
All in communion embrace me;
The mountains,
The wind,
The clouds.

Free from the clutches
Of civilisation, the laws, the bounding laws—-
The enemy of man.
Wander
Wander
To see, to find;
To forget the miseries.

What miseries are to mountains?
The wind and the fairies?
Though I often behold them—
But frightened as they are of me, of us.
Will not come here, whence I go.
With them I see in nature,
My nature, mine own.

_____Muhammad Shahab.

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The Mirror

It is
A mirror.
The second self appears
On the other side.
Hopes and fears
Over head and ears.
I wonder–

Who’s real?
The one that sees
Or the one that is seen.
You tell me when you look
In the mirror
That sticks to that wall
As still as death;
Quiet as a lamb;
Who was there?
Though it has a truthful eye,
But the eyes that see and;
The eyes that are seen–

_____Muhammad Shahab.

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