Again Numbed!

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                     Again Numbed!

 

Behold me! The Sun sets deep in the sea,

The creeping darkness keen to engulf me,

Roaring under that night’s deadliest cover,

Ah left to watch the riled waves pass over!

 

Those stars art veiled and shine no more,

As I tumble at each step and every door,

Groping about I’ve sauntered verily afar,

Shattered! Here a shock and there a jar!

 

My soul and heart both have given way,

In the wilderness I were beguiled away!

O sinking deeper with each upward leap,

In woeful labyrinth I wert plunged deep!

 

I’ve lost my direction and sense no more,

The affliction becomes my weeping sore,

With a nasty blemish, with a reeking taint,

I run berserk while the others would faint!

 

So faltering forward alone in the wilderness,

Across wet mead thawed in wan witlessness,

There’s someone aloud who called out to me,

“How changed from the one” He queried me.

 

Whither the blithe of my manhood time!

Sinking beneath load I’m past my prime,

Never a smile from the past I could save,

Broken and battered; I wert gone grave!

 

Another thrust and deeper I would slide,

To a point when woes charge and chide,

With wide open eyes ah my stony stare!

Gloating over the misery there laid bare!

 

The memoirs reawaken me to the past,

Shorn asunder aye I’m completely lost,

Time hast taken its toll now all’s blank,

A mirage in wilderness! On that I bank.

 

I’m sound and as a phantom I tread now,

Not of flesh and blood ah the bare bough,

Now bodiless I travel, I will see and pause,

Wherein someone whispers, “Who I was!”

 

 

By Dr. Riaz Ahmad.

December 1, 2000.


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