JOURNEY THROUGH THE ANCESTRAL LAND

Through the spooky valley of nightmares
Held my breath and traveled barefoot
In the chaotic turbulence,
I smelt the molten lava of fear
The living turned dead
And the dead regained life.

Exuberant were my ancestors
Was it their outstretched arms
Or my lost paradise
Who knows, an infant only feels.

mashoodkk

TO THE KIDS

Oh my restless little kids
Enough with fiddlings
Its time to play the sport
I will watch you from the stand.

Thine dad is getting old
It is time to sleep
Tomorrow thou have to go to work.

mashoodkk

SWEET SLEEP

Somewhere in the midst of scorching heat
We slipped into some shade deep
And swam unto peace
The sweetest of all sleep.

mashoodkk