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There will be a single spark of light.
But not from the stars. Because even them,
they have shied away and have forgotten.
Here, only from my birthday candle
casting shadows waltzing the wall
and the chilly wind whistling a tune,
sending wisps of wishes, for tonight.
While the rest of the world snoozes
in its deafening silence. Getting used
with the normalcy of [...]

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Stamps And Postmarks

Beyond the years and graying hairs
I am keeping in a book of dreams.
 
Like dried leaves and dried petals
flooding my way  to the mailbox,
togetherness is just one simple note
of words handwritten in a page.
 
And in my dreams I am trading places
of happy photographs and postcards.
Those promises that fill my head
I am dreaming still. Wondering
 
what’s like to [...]

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Like a man in his fishing, so is writing.
You throw the fishing rod as if throwing on chances
while anchoring your boat on a chosen spot. In the open water.
 
And your fishing line sink deep in the ocean of words. You wait
in the hope that the hook lay captive to some imaginary mouths
snapped on a bait, [...]

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Orion’s Belt

He is a hunter
who journeyed to cross,
armed with a sword
this celestial ocean of love.
In an odyssey orbiting space
spanning lightyears
deep into the galaxy.
He navigates
on the clear night sky
pulsating with hope.
 
A voyage only to find
his happiness. A tryst
with the meteor showers
and constellations.
One sad winter solstice,
as he tried opening
the heaven’s gates.
He eclipsed by the moon.
 
Tonight, this autumn
in its [...]

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Sundown Over Umm Ghuwailina

Half of the world rising up
on the east welcoming sun,
watching the day unfolds.
Hoping for grace, a fresh start.
 
While, there is a nacreous pearl,
a shell of the western sky peering.
Through the ridges and ridges
of sand-covered castles in the city.
 
Orange gloom in the showers
of the sandstorm. Like an hourglass,
little diamonds in the seave.
Time slips down in a [...]

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Lost For Words

Your face tells much
and the crooked lines circling
your eyes, expressionless
but I have found a meaning.
 
You began to speak
but I can’t hear until
that voice, suddenly, came
from nowhere.  Sshhh. Quiet.
 
Keep calm. You wait-
for the one who sings the lullaby
to a child. Yes, you are a child
whose life will begin at forty.
 
And sleep will once again visit
to take [...]

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Prairie Walk

As I would keep my path
clear
of grass growths.
I will find a way
leaving a trail.
 
And watch
the sky touching earth.
The feathered wings
of my angel
on the horizon.
 
I hope.
I would keep my footsteps
slow.
To observe
some familiar things.
 
I used to see
in my many quiet mornings
in the clearing.
 
I would follow
the sun beams.
Over the veil
of the fog.
 
As it lingers
above the field
of windflowers.
 
I will gather [...]

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Tickets

Today, he waits
at the station, searching through
the window panes. And soon
he’ll run along, chasing
shadows to his past.
 
The train became a home
to a lover. A wanderer of days-
exiled to traveling distances.
An evacuee amidst
the maze of constant strangers.
 
A thought, he is keeping-
of a woman he lost.
That last glimpse returning,
as she boarded a train-
happily blew him a kiss.
 
But [...]

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Reflections on the Puddles

The earth became
a lacerated vision
of shallow heaven,
after the rain. T’was
a parting time,
a moment lost
when the big sky
agonizes over
the summer sun.
 
And how the  bamboo trees
sadly waving goodbye.
And the monsoon winds
blew gently,
creating ripples,
mirrored patches
and misty glimpses.
A sea of blue.
 
It was all-
in the photograph
capturing puddles
reflecting clouds
travelling by.
It was all-
that I keep
as a remembrance,
of a big sky
hoping for the [...]

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Bicycle Ride

Father, I remember-
waiting for you
on my birthday
And they say,
you’ll bring home
a present like
what other boys have.
I wish of a little toy
I will ride along
in the neighborhood.
And try to belong.
 
Father, I forgot
how long-
I have chased
the speed of days,
counting roosters
that have crowed
at dawn break.
All the hope
that have died
and buried inside. I forgot
the tears that have dried.
 
Father, quite [...]

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