The Trip Yonder

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The Trip Yonder


A whit I’m; both in mind and reason's sea,

Yes, aspiring to nihility admist fanatic glee,

Apprehensions foiled and reasons flouted,

Tethered to whirlwinds, I'd never doubted.


My life was a dream within another dream,

A love lost! Shall I retrieve it now as gleam?

Akin to a reverie my hopes shall fade away,

Love smiled and I stared at reasons astray!


I dived into tempest on a tormented shore;

In the dead of night, the fright I will adore?

There wert yells and creeps as I sank deep,

How? I were alert and awake when asleep.


I’d grasped at a straw with a mighty clasp,

My dear Lord! O my salvation? I wilt gasp,

Lo in a twinkling, carried and thereto gone

Lo what? I eyed the Sun set at every dawn!


I'm disabled, and a tramp; yonder who cries,

Truth was unchained, an abyss and my sighs

Who'll unveil the mystery in an iota of dust?

Why from heavens had swung a brutal gust?


Over the twilight yon, I beheld worlds roll,

Hurt deep and ebbing away from the goal,

I knew not my bounds; whereto I shall go?

Steering to the Destiny let the winds blow.


Alone and silent in my privacy I tried to pry,

My stare set at the Unknown reigning high,

The breeze was quiet and a night very clear,

The stars were looking down, who'll appear?


I became alive, I was beaming all, ah in tears,

Temporality ends; and eternity swings in airs,

I were a flickering candle, and the gales fond,

Love's eager and mine eyes accosted beyond.


A day when my soul discovered itself alone,

From earth it sped and to the twilight flown;

Above mortal eyes, mourners won't intrude,

A winding stream in the Eternity I’d viewed!


By Dr. Riaz Ahmad

October 18, 2025

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