Sleepless Verses

Tongue-tied
Stand I
In the hope of sailing away
by the swollen waves
to those shores of semi-shut doors
Where I have to wait no more

For the affirming eyes,
For the sacred poise of caressing hands,
For the sourly-sweet voice;
For the world
Where pawn dies to rescue the king
In the game of chess
Which never belonged to him

For those bonds,
for those songs
Which bloomed among thousand scratches of
a disloyal mirror___
a chapter of timeless errors.

May tonight the dust of stars
Flushes out the tomorrow’s dawn
As my arms long to embrace
and lips yearn to pour a kiss
upon my self-loathing verses
Like me
they too have not slept for nights

Paras Ali/ 2018

Cathartic Spring

The fall lays bare in its enclave

Its sighs are muted by the thrashing waves

Spring has set to swirl

For once more

the darkness in frenzied throes

Around the temple of twilight

Once again zephyr rakes up

the hay of gore

And the sun tears up

the clouds of scented flowers

till oceans slurp the drops of musk

Finding that instant

when Change marks the moments

 I too have offered my self

My carcass, my words and my breath

to keep the flame high

to keep your alluring silence alive

 Would then Spring turn to my fall?

Would I be able to gain the Paradise I once lost?

Paras Ali/2018