Poetry from Another Realm--Dr. Riaz Ahmad

       A Father to his Daughter   F rolic  her  measures , and  to and fro, She frisked along  me ,  fast and slow, To the corner yon der;  in her leisure, Radiating love, this  loving treasure!   Her locks flowing ;  in wafting breeze, Like wavy cascade ;  in soothing ease, Whirling and dancing ;  O all the way, Set my heart pounding, fancy astray!   The ordered  hues , beamed  her face, Gold and rose! Enhancing her grace, Nursing my passions ;  to fiery power, Paint a beauty ;  ’ neath  golden shower.   Thru what taste, thru what fancy bless, She’d light mine  eyes , her  divine dress, Bless me ,  she charms my wanton eyes, F ilial  traits ,  O she’s the God sent prize.   That meek daughter ;  of promised truth, Her native charms; and admiring youth, With the sweet aroma, her brea ths f low Sighing to rose, O  she ’ll  rei gn t...

                A Beloved’s Betrayal   Dolly! Giving him   the  sleepless nights, Who  did confer  on thee such rights? The sweet pain ah his  heart’s throb! Ah how stealthily thou did  him  rob!   B ogged down , he  look ed  here and there, In quest of thy bloom , same  fragrant air, Hanging about him  always ,   his   past days, Confounded he  roam ed;  in swelling haze!   The melancholic  air , whispers unto him ! “What mystery? His face awry and grim, The doll she were! Or a   specter  she was! Of his sore heart;  she’s  were  the cause!”   His  lids drooping ,  a nd tears he  had blinked, Were thou treacherous? Had thou slinked? Thy catching imprints; his  life’s  lasting  lore! With his  whirling head , he  fixed every door!   In the dire straits , aye wherever he ...

                       An  engaging  bliss   How beautiful , how lovesome is this rose ! Crowned with tiny dew drops, kissing  close, I discern my muse in crystal drops, so clear, I pluck it naught, but gliding softly and near ,   D iscern my soul swaying ;  in  drops of dew, Fling ing the   inspirited  light ,  of graceful hue, To excel the soulful  tears ;  on  the  petal tips! I came  closer , I smelt aroma aye  in tiny sips   I sipped  the ale ;   ere  fell  the Sun’s first ray, Eyes beaming bright,  lovely   a  spring’s day! B utterflies hover ed on , and  hopping  dance, A  romance ’twixt the two; and me in trance!   Fluttering and  dazzling ,   and  they ’d lovingly  hop, Very  oft’ near and around ,  then  the shrubs  atop, Alight on flow...

             A word to an adolescent     Around us all, there are a host of virtues, Covert, a few overt, in  shades and values, Ramifying path ,  verging on a straight line, Queer, so unique that would  soon  shine!   Reign  in thy  fancies; ere you must d ive, With thy pure  heart ,  and the senses five, Thru the  muddle ,  of this dreadful  world, The web’s wound ,  to tangles  and curled.   Hold a rein tight ,  on  wish es and fantasies , On blather, the deceits  and  loved fancies , Lend all, your patient ears, to some voice. Keep calm and never betray , thine choice!   Not the least, thou must mind thine  ears, ‘Cause  a  word may   creep in and  so  bears On thy ego , molding it  to a nasty change , Of lust and  greed, blaring a saga strange!   Adapt thyself to truth, and not to might, Never...

                    Journey to Home O this tricky abode, of scuffles and fight, A calm alert, wary of glamor and its light, Ere the breeze of dawn, might pass away To the alley of fairy land, ah aptly astray!   T he muse soars, but fettered was  my life, I  walk ed pensive ; amid  calls of liberty rife, Folk beside a mighty stream, of tricky foe, The tide of trickery oft’ high, ah rarely low.   A mystic spark, surpass a twinkling star, Stealthily in a closet,  I mused very afar, Soft murmurs’ echo, my lyre shall pipe, A word writ on slate , where the  S cribe?   Memories of past, my heart won’t shred, Days turned nights, in darkness I’ve bled, Visage’s pale, talking slurred, O the twain, On the altar of love, senseless I were slain.   O rbs and earth’ s glamor, wo n’ t seize  my eye , No charted paths for me, but one above sky, True to my bondage , sha n’t slacken my pace , My forsaken ab...

                      A true Love I am  silently  drawn to the love’s pull, Ah  in my breast , the chalice  is brimful, I enchant my  song , unto the silent airs, Wing my muse fast,  O  my love’s there.   The vibes of love, ah my face blushed, Like  gentle wind; go slow and hushed, In purity divine, and to the souls tied. Entwined in mystery, angels had vied .   Every  morn’  to meet the fragrant waft , Tidings from my love, whispering soft; B reathe  to my ears , “what’s  thy  ransom”, “Ah ruby pearls of thy heart handsome”   Absence of my love, my wails and tears, My nightmare, my frozen gaze and fears, Temple of love, seemed crumbling down, A pool and brook of tears,  love I’d  drown!   Assault of world and the throes of my love, Of dear love I built the castle, guiles above, If the toil’s  undone, what use are  the  crie...

                    Hushed Tunes   Love! Are thou fantasy or just a name? Call thou my  fancy or just  flitting fame! A few endeared but others ye estrange, Aye thou had  invaded me ;  very strange.   Enticing me away by wont ,  or thy choice, With the luring looks ,  or with  thine  voice, Thou had worked close ,  thine  magic  stick , Thy swe e t drifts; wafting my heart’s nick !   Like the fading  hue s,  on the crystal pane! Thou had duped me ,  and allayed my pain, The darkness of night, shall deliver dawn, F lower s  danced  flippant ,  on a   plush  lawn!   Me a naïve wert taken in, as ye didst flirt, Subtle magic  drove ,  the blush and a hurt, With my senses, my reason and sharp wit, Inveigl ed  with flames , ah  of zest I wer t  lit,   I were burnt  odd and in the fire of my ...