Yellow fever

pinching my heart
never looking back
how cruel of you
hot in yellow
mind mellows
life’s most wonderful
yellow fever
pulling lever
of soul, heart
melts, falls apart
sweet cries of pain
pleasure insane
and me

 

Birthplace (Rural Sindh)

desert with
its mystery lanes,
absolutely
stunning planes

People welcoming,
rural scene
million times
I have been

it is still refreshing
earth talks to me
telling all the tales
who succeeded and failed

what happened
to that buddy of mine
losing all hopes
still he shined

life, it travails
still around
walk in Bazaar,
smiles abound

everyone acknowledges
your being, presence
care and affection
no city ignorance

London, New York
Rio and Rome
all seen and measured
nothing like home

and I am home
it feels good
and it should!