Mohammad Zahid: Two poems
The Journey
Tell me where I am
that mirror has lost its sheen
for I can no longer see my face
in your eyes; the paths that swerve
from your eyes to your heart
are no longer visible, I fear
I might get lost if I tread
into the wilderness of your cosmic bosom.
Speak a word
for there is no sound
holding which I could plod
in this pitch darkness
lest I am lured away
by the deafening soliloquies.
As time ebbs away,
you’ll have to wait for me;
strange, isn’t it,
the journey I’ve embarked on
in search of you
has taken me quite far from you.
Skyscrapers
My head has turned into a sextant
adjusting the angle of sight
between an unseen base
and the towering top
while counting the dot shaped windows
At night the light beams
pierce into darkness
from these dot shaped windows
some windows mimic the stars
some, the comets, for they too
have a tail of phosphorescent glow
Inside, the days and nights have lost
their identity; they are just camouflaged
like each other
nights, bright like the day
and days, dark like the nights
and those who breathe inside
some how forget to live
Outside on the vertical heights,
some seeds from the bird droppings
germinate into tender seedlings
that grow watching the sun, set and rise
feeling the drops of rain roll over their skin
and somehow, remember to live
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