Effort and applause

Crafted with sweat and blood
took seven hundred twenty days
dragged to strange ways
there it lays, reflecting

artistry, craftsmanship
blacksmithing, brush strokes
most desired masterpiece
breath’s final release

admired, smiled and spitted on
admittedly, lately
people have varying taste
some take ages to decide
what they adore, abhor
others in momentary haste,

driven by greed, creed, breed
millions fail, few succeed,
there is nothing else to the deed,
has to be done, by someone

let’s mocking cocking
crowds have their say
it is the ancient way,
how nature decides destiny

Value

Most beautiful place
of the universe
I don’t have a song for you
All my words are lost
Love stung, stabbed
Made me a loon
Mind of stone
I did get a kiss
at what cost?

Potluck

Ceramic act, earthen ware
millions splashed randomly
not a penny to spare
craft adorning vast palaces,
bare minimum living, hard to bear,
fare isn’t fair, utter waste of a prayer

Memories

Memories of the heartache,
passion and lust
Don’t fade away,
till ashes and dust
Kept around,
in the mind and thought
Moments you shared,
battles you fought

Aşk

Call rises and rises
needs increase
to go beyond reality
zenith of probabilities

have the courage
to cross boundaries of possible
impossible, downright unimaginable
test humanity to extreme

lights ray beams
tear universe from seams
whatever was deem
to be, make it happen

raise the voice
Haq Unal Ho, it is only you
transcend frailty
fear, fragility, frugality of heart

seven darts, all piercing through
blood dripping too but call rises
and rises, and rises, and rises
until nothing is left, just the call

to what mostly mattered,
heart fully catered
and soul ascend to
beyond imagination

Priorities

If life is a race
to the top
you realise
conceptualise

doesn’t really matter
how much you stall
at the end you fall
Gravity pulls hard

all what ultimately
logically, if unwilling then
sometimes tragically
belongs to earth’s bosom

pick a colour
from soul’s prism
as long as it has love
humility and care

take your time, dig deep
for a perfect spot
to lie in loving,
embrace of our mother

Scent lasting centuries

love transcends words
let you fly together
beyond body, soul
eyes glare, heart’s flare

just sweet smell
of a deep red rose
subtlety of pink leaves
air weaves, dancing to the hymn

of affection, soul satisfaction
death captures so soon,
before noon of love,
story does not end

after billion bends
universe turns
mind wakes up again,
consciousness regain

feeling what was
left behind, other half
of soul, now mind has one goal
salvation is in embrace

And then you see her
long white robe with grace
her hair hold a deep red rose
from a long gone era

of centuries past, of memories lost
given by a destitute
which constituted
best gift forever