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Some "Notes" and Other Poems

Updated: Dec 14, 2022


Some "NOTES"

Unbiased innocently,
 
took me by hand softly
 
like Zephyr caressing the Sleeping leaves
 
down into the memory lane
 
where each grip was slippery
 
holding was a struggle tougher
 
I got tossed against drenched aura
 
I once had been there!
 
Long ago...
 
when we knew each other
 
by dictum of Brotherhood
 
peace, joy and reconciliation!

Where "NOTES" sweeter would lull us...!
 
Into those crevices, I tried to stay
 
Hey...It was all a moment...!
 
Created by Angels Human
 
through their 'notes'
 
inviting and pulling...!!!
 
Such a pull!
 
An array of liquidity
 
commanded by Emotions Sanguine
 
made their way into the being
 
only to be rubbed off
 
by hands confusing
 
I wonder...
 
if memories make me !!!
 

 
© Raies Ahmad



 
Yes, but the ashes remain...
 
A melancholic display insane
 
The burns are live though
 
Agony utters the diction so
 
And early winter afforded end
 
To all gifts that does Spring send
 
My numbness knocks naked now
 
The universe stands but the love?
 
I gifted thee my springs all
 
And harkened each beat and call
 
Followed trails with tiresome ease
 
Sang of crickets, sang of bees
 
Did I fail a leaf to hold
 
In a fistful human mold?
 
What I gather now, a collective gain
 
FATHOMLESS BLUESOME BLISTERING PAIN

© Raies Ahmad


Open up my dangles, break my binds
 
In utter dark this soul itself finds.
 
Smooth my rough away, guide me through,
 
Lead me to that sense, where I human service do.
 
Enlighten my soul with bountiful grace,
 
Winds, storms, tempests, I alone cannot face.
 
Bless me always with presence feel,
 
Cobwebs worldly come difficult to deal.
 
Bless, Yes bless my thirsty soul,
 
Accept my pleadings, do listen to my call.
 
(Do...)

© Raies Ahmad


Anything if they say;
 
I'm short of everything...
 
Short of Expressions
 
Ex
 
Pre
 
Sessions!!!
 
How would I express
 
In Words more
 
or silence less
 
Or in Wavy Scribbles
 
Falls or dribbles
 
Or in lines Straight
 
Four
 
six
 
or eight?
 
Or
 
Take this activity inward
 
like folded wings of a bird
 
and taking every thought
 
into the Realms of Nought
 
and measure the immeasurable
 
with lengths available...
 
Available?
 
Are they?
 
Hey!
 
wait a second...
 
I'm not telling you anything.
 
I don't have words,
 
phrases
 
or diction...
 
Then...
 
Anything can be a trajectory Rough
 
and it is not a pun or bluff
 
Let anything shut Nothing
 
Let Nothing be Anything
 
Let "Anything" be Veiled
 
In an envelope mailed !
 
Let everyone uncover
 
Second, minute and an hour
 
Let everyone behold
 
what the eyes could hold
 
and heart can purchase
 
what with love was sold...
 

 
ANYTHING!
 

 
© Raies Ahmad


 

Raies Ahmad, from the vale of paradise called Kashmir, opened up his eyes in the kerewas of Khrew where dewy mornings sing to Dew falling evenings, where the first rays of the sun do not miss kissing the dewy pearls and misty presence offering a secure refuge and where mysticism binds souls. At present, the poet sketches his inklings in Kashmiri, Urdu and English.

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