AWAKE COMRADES...!

I don't know the art of compromise
I am unfit for the game of life

Sorrows are my siblings
How long will I hide it with coverings

Yesterday on the accursed street
I met my childhood mate

I was hating and blaming
And a devil was somewhere laughing

Then from the distant dark I heard those sounds
It called for every one to cover up their unhealed wounds

I looked back sluggishly for a moment
I was dumbstruck seeing the fiery torrent

The message was clear ' Oh comrades
We have nothing to lose but our sorrows'

The color of the flag was no longer red
The black and white shades of life instead

Oh my fellow mates, brothers and sisters
Our bonds are stronger than blood ties

We are united not by birth, creed, hunger or color
But by the burning sorrows deep inside the soul

In that flame let us burn this world to ashes
From that ashes let humanity rise like a phoenix.

mashoodkk

TURNING POINTS

I was thirsty, but they knew not
Not alone them, none knew that
Not even I, to the extent I was

Water was there...Water every where
It was all around, though not crystal clear

But I was blind then, so I remained thirsty
None knew that
Not even I, to the extent I was

At this time, my friends started a game
'What it is....mirage or a pond
One has to find'

Alas ! It was my turn

But I was thirsty
None knew that
Not even I, to the extent I was

My parched lips and arid heart
Were day and night longing for few precious drops

I was out of senses
Unfit for a game

None knew that,
Not even I, to the extent I was

I lost and I was lost
When I woke back, but
I found myself at a turning point.

It was a game for some
Surely not for me

None knew that
Not even I, to the extent it was.

mashoodkk

HATING THE DARK

I was walking through the road
With full of merry and my dad

My tender hands were in his
I felt safe and was in a bliss

Overwhelmed by the spirit of life
I thought earth is a paradise

Then we reached near a drainage
It was thick and full of rotten garbage

I was horrified by the blackness
Water for me was gem like droplets

My smiles faded and died of slowly
In the midst I voiced a feeling slowly

"If I fell in this accidentally
Dad, it will give you trouble like hell"

I hoped he would tighten the hold of hands
But his reply dampened my beating heart

When I heard I would better be left off
Droplets appeared on my hands soft

This was one of my first encounters with blackness
And origin of my obsessive hatred against darkness

mashoodkk

UNHAPPY ENDINGS

That was the first party of my life
Thus my energy was on real hype

I played through out with strange friends
Ate and drank whatever I want

I didn't feel or made any difference
I knew it was gravest of offense

Like all the happy stories
This one too approached its climax

Every one lined up for the pose
In order of height lined in rows

I was in full spirit and vigor
But the whole aligning had error

He changed and rearranged
As time passed people got raged

The solution came from some side
Merciless! It was to keep me aside

At first I persisted, objected
The poor little boy humiliated

Some for me, some not, some silent
I gave up when the expected lips was against

I don't remember what at last happened
What for? Why should I care for the end?

mashoodkk

WHY OBSESSED WITH DEATH?

One may genuinely doubt
Why am I so fond of death?

There was a time in distant past
When I flirted with life without rest

Everyone used to hug and kiss me
My first wedding with time

In ecstasy my senses were on not
When I awoke I was in a court

The judge gave the verdict of my divorce
The first nail struck on my coffin

Everyone changed so abrupt and sudden
I felt like a stranger all alone

How can I forget my first love?
Even reason for her leaving i didn't know

So obsessed, I started loving her in fantasy
Once again I got married to ecstasy

Then came the assault from reason
The sharpest one to resist

By now I had enough trysts
In death bed were my emotions

So I had no objections against anything
Silently I was ready to accept everything

I had a secret reason for merry
When died I will never have to cry

In whose arms I laid down and wept
I went to say my bye at night

As usual his breath was steady and eyes were clear
In his sides were all who was to me so kind and dear

I got the message in just a flicker of their eyes
I couldn't turn away their request, How could I!

From their hearts I regained my might
For their smile I decided again to fight

Now I won't die...neither can I be killed
Meet your mates before you stand opposite

mashoodkk

MY LAST WISH

I want to die with a smile
If not one of satisfaction is possible
I would prefer one of mocking
Making the exit like a king.

I will make my fight
Till the last ray of light
Never again will I take a flight
Never will I surrender my might

I wont stop my effort
With the useless piece of wood
I will try to make a flute
Or with some stray strings
An instrument that sings

I want to die with a smile
If not one of satisfaction is possible
I would prefer one of mocking
Making the exit like a king.

mashoodkk

WHOM SHALL I BLAME?

The intellectual who kills hope
And the man who rarely heeds his throb
Are birds of the same flock.

The lady who betrayed her lover
And out of greed chose to be a whore
Her father is one of the above for sure.

Indeed words of contempt lacks culture
But culture is always alien to nature

One may wonder about my burning despair
Believe me...I am not a pretender

I gave the best education to my daughter
Yet she never learned the needs of a dying father

In the chilled rooms of this old age home
If I burst into violence, is it a crime

I am least aware of the clauses of modern constitution
Tell me the philosophy which can free me from this suffocation

Ironical it is that I have to bend my head
Before those who were the subjects of my contempt.

mashoodkk

ECHOES OF DEATH

She asked whether I could be reckoned upon
Why is she asking such dumb a question?

I am fed up with living
I want to take my leave

No more life is left in my heart
I cant bear any more suffocating breath

All those tough to digest craps I ate
I want to bend down and vomit

My eyes has lost its power to search for order
It can't even afford a single drop of tear

Don't waste your time counseling me
My salvation is in my destruction

In this hopeless ruthless world
No more effort or stride

Enough with fuming intoxicants
No longer enchanting are prostitutes

I want to put my self on fire
Thus burn sorrows to ashes and roar

Above the lap of death
Is the womb of my birth.

mashoodkk