The Cosmos

I am a little whirlpool,

in a violent stream

Choked on my own

silent screams.

Moving through the crowd,

forlorn, for desires

I barter my dreams

My eyes ragged,

And so, is my jeans

So I Masquerade in

shady themes

I am a dark wave

shooting space.

So anachronistic in

These times extreme

Riding light through

space & time.

My soul is splitting

right at the seam.

Ramblings 1

I have been buzzing with questions

So silent and so Impatient

So loud and so volatile

I have yet much to decide

The paths that set me free

And the holes to the void

After all we will die

Leave immortality behind

And the dreams you dreamt

Time sweeps them aside..

The Wave of Discomfort

A serious phase is dawning on me

As I am being swept by this torrent

My mind is a little further from me

As I am fighting this current

The ones I love are drifting away

When they are gone,

I’ll lose my way

If not me, then who

Is controlling my fate

Who within me,

Is spreading this hate?

So long I surfed this wave

Now a new path I shall pave

For it is time to collect the bill

For everything I ever gave.

Unravelling Myself

I am unravelling myself

In Between events

Intercepting time and space

Unaware of my own

I am revealing myself

To myself in a mirror

And I find the reflection

Mystical in myriad ways

I am unknown

While I am knowing

That understanding

Is layered in time

In between events

Of absolutely

No importance!

~ sahar

A Little Poem

“The bird that flew the highest
Captured my glance
I spotted it amongst the clouds
By a mere chance
She drifted in the skies like clouds
Almost in a dance
I watched her disappear far away
And stood in a trance.”

– sahar

On a Tuesday.

College was too much fun

Learning, Ah! that we did none.

Smoked the days away

Made the nights stay

And now nights shall fly

And the days shall be dry

I look up, I see a cloudy blue sky

The hint of the rains is nearby.

— Sahar

Who We Are.

We are mean machines
Captured consciousness
Chaotic, disrupted presences
Vying for belonging
Living on in hopelessness
In a familiar strangeness
Above all, Death is relentless
And dying is not lifelessness.

We are measured extremes,
trying so hard to balance
our lives in weightlessness,
scrounging by on emotions
breaking our meditation,
trusting in faithlessness.
Universe is indefiniteness
boundaries are absurdness.

We are poised river streams,
flowing in chosen directions,
Living and dying to meet
oceans and then fall as rain.
Meandering by, a tamelessness
an epitome of abstractness.
We live as she lives by
a journey of ambitiousness.

We are forgotten dreams
in an eye of imagitiveness
it is discovering nuances
with a look of ancientness.
It is only right to wake up
experience anonymousness
remembering the dreams
live moments of breathlessness.

– sahar
photograph by sahar

Poetic Chaos

Often, in my lone wanderings
As an observer of crude life
I found myself without bearings
Crossroads on the road to strife

I was buried deeper by society
Partaking in social events
I donned new faces and acts
Shuffling roles between pretends

Fed slowly the poison of taste
Gulped down by the wine divine
I summoned the satan in a haste
Told him ‘the pleasures are thine’

I grew by the fire and read
Myself in the shifting flames
Earning me, myself, a bread
While a while engaging in games.

In my lone wanderings
I often did realize
Speak and hear of it no more
To live and write shall be wise.

On Society

The shackles of society

Bind me,weigh me down

To the depths of dark dungeons
Laughing at me like a clown 
Rendering me incapable of love 
Forcing me to retreat
From my chosen path 
Tendering on me an unwanted wrath

I’m not a believer in its lies
Neither am I a pacifier to its cries
I am only a simple man 
To repel this society, I’ve got no plan 

Disappointed in its fake morals
I tried to set a few of my own 
But there is always this voice
Keeps warning me about crossing the line 

Which lines? What borders?
Which morals? Whose orders?
I am a sinner in society’s eyes 
And would happily remain so. 

Reminded each moment, I’ll never fit in 
Ha! I never tried so, i’ll never give in. 
I reject it, it rejects me. 
My heart knows the man I want to be. 

But still, when I try to be myself
A dark, deadly monster wakes up inside 
It picks up its pointy tools from the shelf 
Ideals, morals, vanity fight by its side 

Which society prohibits love?
Or burns in disgust at happiness of others. 
Who are these people?
Trying to control me, my life
Who are these ignorant fools?
Demanding me to dress, act, look 
Or behave in a certain way. 
Making me judge myself always. 

I hope I never fit in to this

Board game of control and manipulation

Where pieces move other pieces
Thinking for others against their wishes 

A forest has a better society
Or even a herd of wild animals. 
Unlike ours where evils are legitimised 
Innocent minds are hypnotised 

I wish i was never a part of it. 
I wish i was a plant or an animal
For now being a human 
Feels like being in a box enclosed by barbed wires 

Any direction i now choose 
These wires puncture my soul
But the oozing crimson blood reminds me .
I’m made for love and I bleed love. 

It will be my constant struggle 
To never let go of myself
Because when I look at this society 
I just witness sheeps and wolves

I desire to be neither 
I fly with my own feather
I simply wish to be a lonely dove 
And Keep spreading the message of love

         

                                            – sahar