Creating troopers

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Trained to think 

All alike 

A rebel within to protest the thought 

Be well meaning

Noble men

And then

They break these walls of sorrow

Empty it hollow

Alive

Awake

Dead

Combined 

A world to live in their dusk glory

The glory you  create in your mind

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Uncertain times

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Tragedy strikes in the land of the terrified 

Someone knocked, in a weather too fair 

Unknown guest, a resident, soul stood petrified

 The walls have seen two souls and an heir

Furious, walking around a house rarely visited before

And days go by, stranded in rooms, impossible is the porch

Thoughts gather in time, maybe out of season

This time, unresolved pasts linger with conditioned reasons 

Breaths feel like sardonic whispers  in the halted air

Deaths are rising with panic infused boredom within confined layers 

Idealistic thoughts can only so much help you foresee 

Cloud'd, unc'rtain thoughts questioneth me, to be or not to be 

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A Letter To a Friend

It has been a quarter of the lives we should live through. A sequence of seamless times, time easy, times rough. Maybe it had it all, from times to mention again and times to be not spoken of again. You’ve been there, you will. I’ve talked about worlds past and will. To being the closest thing to my best friend, you mind stepping those shoes. Why is it that you don’t see this in a new light? My pieces of conflict and complications occur because of you. I know it, I know you, I’ve spoken to you in silence. To have explored landmarks left on the world on big cities. Doesn’t it look exciting? You enjoy being part of memories. Don’t realise how you don’t remain in only one anymore, how you’ve denied yourself to keep distances casual.  How long would it be best for us to stay in a bubble of denial. Maybe let’s meet again and revisit ourselves. Maybe this time you realise how you’ve scheduling a memory of you in many moments. There’s always a lot of world to see maybe differently. From someone to someone after endless battles with denials buried, a leap of faith to not let down again. For time has gone, with things happy and unknown, but for a seemless reality now. What if this never fades out? 

Relighting Love

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I was not very far away from home

Street lights dysfunctional and black

Could see the porch at bay, coloured chrome

Nothing to see beyond the junction, lost track

Have I lost my way, issuing decrees blatant and sublime

A new avenue along these crooked walls, walls unaligned

Writings on these walls fill spaces in those psychedelic lines

Writings on the wall wandering, relic not lost for l’amour mine

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Blessed Friend

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Death my old friend

Death, my guardian angel

Take me away from this reproached sanctum

Guide me to a new era of waxed candles

Flames burn low

Mornings reflect gold

I looked over you in times of stress

Bless me as I come to you bearing gifts

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Mind Over Matter

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Mind over matter

Triumphant 

Fearless

He walks away without a frown

Stood tall in front of a crowd eagerly waiting

A saviour in the land of freedom

The crowd hungry, waiting for food and salvation 

Damnation 

Creatures of the land looking up to a figure, godlike 

Greeting an ancient crucifix 

Fearful of death, fearless of heartache and pain 

Have we made it so far, structure of glue and tar 

Shattered across time, we wait for him

His freedom of the real and reality 

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Tenants

Welcome to a land of sparrows, sheep and snow leopards

We invite you to a holy place where we live and kill to procreate

They let us in sardonically into their sanctum, we the shepherds

We walk in to take over their kingdom divine as if it were desolate.

Strategise our advantage, let’s kill one another over disputes and heartache

We survive in a taken land, with pride and honour,

Over boundaries that never existed, slowly killing ourselves with hate

Forget/Forgive

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Are you a part of the vast reality

A place you need with open eyes and dignity

Let yourself chase a place of wisdom and freedom

That new place, a dry one, with only coyotes singing in the land

Let me take you there and feel the losses of mankind myths and the gods

Just forget sorrow you feel and be lost while you feel free in hand

Chase a new myth, one that takes you away, makes you a different soul, while you forget the forgiveness of the lords

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29 June, 2018

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Another summer passes away strangely 

A season of warmth, of presence, a feeling unlonely

Many a dream passes by, of clothes, of commitments in love

A sky with scattered clouds or none will stay no more

A sky covered, with dying hopes, all in dust

Imagined an affair with love, before

Coldness comes once before warm again, the winter

For summer shall reincarnate hopes, just after the lonely and cold splinter

A place to fall softly, or so it seems 

A place with more love shows and scenes 

The summer died this year, with a faint frown 

A change of season taking place, thus, presently, summer drowned

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Summer Afternoon

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It was one late summer afternoon atop a mountain

I sat there with a mellow heart and a heavy mind 

My thoughts ran freely, inside out, my thoughts ran, of the general kind

Thoughts of times and seasons of all years

Thoughts with my childlike freedom and constrains

How gardens were as green as I lie on here 

How growing up was rocky like the mountain terrains 

I came close to you and clouds flew by

Realisations pierced my heart as there I lie

All this time, I came close to you yet you never felt it, none

The sun was strong, stranger than the city one

I wanted to feel warmer, and it was the perfect setup done,

The chill in the winds blew across my face, so disturbing, so cold and shrewd

All it made me realise, how similar it was to you

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Weary Memory

It was one hot summer afternoon in the year full of unrest

Walking in the sun was hard, a walk needed to calm the heavy chest

I had just met someone with a past, dark and full of fumes

Yet she felt like victory, satisfactory, a feeling of melodious tunes

The heat was a distraction from my feelings, felt so fast

The sun was just evilly smiling, for I felt disturbed by her past

She felt ashamed really, of her past so wild and soar

All I could see was her hair fall smoothly, as her feet were trembling on the floor

A gush of wind took me back in time, to a time where I was alone

It was then I felt the need to turn back and walk the mile again, a mile was difficult and long

I was wrong to think that her past was horrid, that I ran, lest I fall

Not two thoughts could make up for the aberrated scene I caused

Spoke about a time that was gone in the past and flames fiery

The flames were out now, clouds flew by and past was memories, memories are now old and weary

Coffee in a Whiskey Glass

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As I sit here with coffee in a whiskey glass

Hoping for the time spent apart to roll and pass 

Hoping for my wait, the walk through a forest with smoking grass

Patriarchy, the man, running wild, for a prey, not in the distant mile 

Seek for a you, a version of you, maybe you

Their drools swamp the ground as I wait and search, yet not found 

This day you told me, you’d return 

Now it feels like a maybe, with that sun turn 

I sit awake at night, waiting for you to knock on the door 

I could find an island in your arms, poetry in your eyes and I sit here in pain hoping not for a lullaby 

It’s hard to numb the weight of my eyes, same feeling when I’m mesmerised 

Race to the door, please, as fast, as I sit here sipping my coffee in a whiskey glass

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Childhood Promises

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For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild 

There was a promise to keep that I had now ignored for a while 

My promise to grow old and weary, yet not let that child in me die of ghosts today, this world so eerie

Those days went when they said time to grow up; or hadn’t come yet 

Lay there on the same field of green where now it’s hay the cows are fed 

Getting bruised was a business i attended daily, scars so deep, now I get them rarely 

There was school where classes I could miss none, same sanctuary where they taught fun

Stood there I, a boy, with a broken toy, no place for joy, and now I coy

A gem to those roses I called, call friends, spoken sadly cause it all comes to an end 

Sanctuary there were so many to find, arms of a man, woman’s lap, a hand, and now grind 

Boy who stood by the hay, gay, rejoice, who had a choice, the boy who blurred into his toys 

Dressed me up as she did her doll, when my age she was, my fairy, my mother all, 

I lay beneath the ground now, for me, it hasn’t been long now, 

Suited like the man I hoped I become, suited now to be relaxed, as I am gone 

Covered me with dust in all that coffin rust, so long to you, for now I rest 

A promise I ignored to keep and in the end broken, best kinds are the ones which are not chosen 

For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild, it was yesterday when I was a child 

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Story of a killer

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A night of torment in his head, shattered dreams 

They resist, not let him under the stars sit 

Echoes through the house, door slams, he screams 

Father had a no to give with no words for mother, brother’s n sister’s room lit 

In the dark at night round, there was no light found 

Unfound the ray of hope, unfound the light that gives 

Father tried all, to help him let go, to pull him back down 

He sat through looking out his window with light blue, face lit, thinking of all moments with pals he couldn’t live 

Was it too cold at night before dawn or just feeling lone

Father hurt me, said no, said he 

Felt his slacks tighten with books on his laps prone

Window too high to jump and flee 

In that cold winter night with boots on his bedside 

All he thought of was that fight that father arose and mother Just knows 

Went to bed and couldn’t sleep he, yet slept frowned 

For a morning unlit and dark that just flows

With memories of hallways and galleries 

Slept on his bed decisive of his morning 

Cross with father and mother gentle 

His brother and sister lived in the house still 

                                                                                                                                 - Razi ul Hasnain

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...love you

                                                                                                                -James Douglas Morrison 

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Taken Memories

Oh light of lights, holy and divine

Give me back the state, my kingdom ruling

Holy one, let me be guided by your magnificent shine

Bring me to a vault of recipes to sacrifice my deeds and dine

When you chose a world for me, so clear ‘n’ so right

Why put me in misery when it can be all alright

Clarity is what I chase, when I chase the demons away

Fortunate and fine, fortune and fame, chasing memories all day

Let me land onto the Grass in the field where my house lay, where lay my home

Lie on the grass where I put my pillow lay and willow dome

Run back in those lanes covered, dark and shadowed

Those lanes of my memory to have my mother in blood and a gun full of load

Taken me away from home, taken me away for better and good

Can’t I run back to a place full of food and events so clean

Place where my fists clenched with my sister mean

Took away that land, that piece, peace, my pillow, accurate

Lead me to a place, my place , pace,  with things, my things immaculate

My Prayer

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My heaven their Lord only asset I can afford 

Be mine for as long you will for as long as you exist 

All my meaning lies within 

All that meaning that you have taken

Question, why do you exist why do We exist 

Question that needn’t be answered, a mark that is meaningless? 

Profanity succumbs, why use the word need

Do you need, do we need and do I need

What do I need 

It is absurd when I talk about my existence 

Question, why do I exist

Is there a purpose, is there my purpose in this bright sunlit world 

To my heaven, my existence I say 

Shine bright, shine as much as you can 

Shine and take me, the white blind light 

The light that is divine, the light bright and heavenly 

Take me to that white blind light 

And with it, take all my thoughts and show me how it’s like 

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Capturing A Blue Moon

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‘‘Twas an evening not too dull

A feeling so fulfilling, so null

Landscapes cover you all around

Thoughts provoking your head, thoughts profound

Take a walk by the path from your shelter

Seems winter, seems cold, is it winter?

Mile stretched to the mountain bliss

Returning with the same feeling, same mess

Conquering yourself in the terrain mountainous with no fears

Handpicked a location, scaled mountains, the Himalayas

Feeling fulfilling yet so null?

Became an evening, your evening dull

Turn to your brother, maybe to laugh at that goon

Turn back to an evening intended, an evening with the blue moon

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Tosh, Himachal Pradesh, India  

Feeling Combined

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Heavy the heart, narrow mind

Combination of all things combined 

Hatred, feelings unspoken 

Anger, state of mind in 

Fear, how fragile the bones 

Faith, the twists and turns 

Sadness, in those I fear 

Joy in the things dear

This is no easy game of chess 

Not a game of poker can you mess 

Can't roll a die to win through 

You roll one and I get two 

One step was to victory 

All the way to round two you carry 

Couldn't roll a three or four 

Seems it didn't matter anymore 

I roll a five and you a six 

Nothing I can do now to fix 

One to six, all the way now 

Nothing left to help thou 

A game for you is so funny 

Each game won, ''twas so cunning 

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