Friday, 30 December 2011

Nothing without nothingness


Passing a day without you
Is no more than walking
Into a garden without flowers

A tree without leaves
A destination without roads
A painting without colors
A book without words
A mirror without images
A country without language
A forest without trees
A desert without sand

It’s like me –
Homesick without home.

P.S.: For someone who is thousand miles away, yet not so far from me...

Wednesday, 28 December 2011

From December to January


I lose the track of time
I don’t remember dates now
Day passes by like a stranger
Months fly away like autumn leaves

On the cold island of December
I am waiting on the ebbing shore
For you
To bring me my January
Along with the year too.

"You"


In the long winter nights
Of loneliness

"You"

Are the only candle
I warmly dream by

Friday, 23 December 2011

Half-widow


Come back my beloved, come back!

Oh my beloved
I am full of love for you
Why do they call me your half widow?
Our pillows are full
Of your smell and my lonesome tears
My nights are full
Of your warm memories
My body is full
Of craving for your touch and sight

The tree in our lawn
Is full with fruits
On that cold snowy streets
The cat that you saved
And put inside my warm phirin
Has learned to purr now

Your gifted roses
Have spent their full fragrance
Your love-scribbled letters
Have soaked enough
Of my sobbing nights

The rose on the cup you drank from
Hasn't been watered so long
By your lovely lips

The mirror has grown old
With my face full of wrinkles

The sticks of your kangri are coming out
As if they too are seeking you like me

The clock in our room has stopped ticking
It gave in one evening
When my tears were ticking faster than its hands

Your phirin is worn out and cold
Every night when I wear it thinking of you
Come back and sew it yourself

My eyes are losing sight
I keep losing marbles you collected
For our unborn child
I plead you in the name of my unborn child

Come back and find those marbles once more
The eyes in our mohalla are no longer friendly
Come back and make them friendly again
Doctors keep asking me,
“What is your problem?”
Come back and answer them yourself
Your mother gets angry
When she doesn’t find any signs of pain
On my face
Come back so I could show my heart on my face

Come back to take care of my widowed half

My memories are bleeding in my head


My memories are bleeding in my head
Who will find me cure?
Wise, like an alchemist,
I pour Kashmir in my cup
And drink it like a medicine
I will heal in time
But then again
I think of freedom
Thus, my memories bleed in my head

Doctors have given up on me
Who will find me cure?
Foolish, like a lover,
I pour myself into your cup
And be drank like a dew
By the morning sun
But then again
You think of freedom
And my memories bleed in your head.

Letter of a half-widow to her other half


They say you have disappeared
And winter has set in my life
But I have preserved springs in my bed
The flowers on our pillows are still young
I water them with my tears
Every night
I play with the butterflies on my bedsheet
All naked and vulnerable for you
I even blush with shame
As you set your eyes on me
And write holy verses of our love
On my deserted plain body
With the tip of your tongue
I keep reading those holy verses
Over and over again
Till I fall sleep
In the mosque of your arms

Saturday, 10 December 2011

POSTMORTEM REPORT OF A KASHMIRI YOUTH


“He has bruise marks all over his head
Indicating that he was thinking about freedom
At the time of his death.”

Remember me in your dreams


If you have to remember me tonight
Remember me in your dreams
Make yourself warm
In the cold December
Don’t bother about the time
I will be there
Waiting for you
At the first horizon of your first dream
Remember me

And then when you find me
Standing in cold
Rubbing my hands
To make them warm for your hands
Hold my hands as hard as you can
And never let go
Walk with me to the end of the rainbow
And I will find you a home
Full of love
Be there and remember me, forever
I will live there always
Waiting for you to dream again

But remember one thing more
Each day
Before you fall asleep
Put me in your thoughts
Like you always do
With a sweet smile on your face