Poetry from Another Realm--Dr. Riaz Ahmad

                   A strobe into Self     Trolled  in  a  storm where's the  polar  star? Hopes on the surge ;  the doors stood  ajar; Tossed on riled waves, I wert half  aware , Unseen  entwined paths,  a tryst I’ll share.   In the mid st  of concourse , I were  alone; To the  orbs alight, ever  th e  unbeknown, Beleaguered ,  but a haven  I ’d  discovered , A n   ascetic within, I’d secretly uncovered .   In the  abyss of my core , silent in a  night, I uncovered  depths , veiling  every height , My steps were shaky,  my  half open  eyes, Unmindful of   onlookers, I’d heaved sighs.   I sensed nothing; why tedious my  course? My e ndless journey ,  and I  was the source , Skylines were crimson , ah mystic my stare, I peeped  in to   light, and  I was...

                 Secretive, my Love Whe re  Th ou  live ? T he S tar of stardom, Ever unseen, reigning infinite kingdom, Now in oceans, then in thunders withal, In  bloom and  fall, verily silent is Thy call.   In the devious mesh, when I’m enchained, R efill ing the oil of my lamp , whe n drained , You freed me, from the parochial shackles, From a thou sand tricks, and unseen battles.   Living in  lithe flora, appear in scented  petals, Every pulse my life ’s  a new,  blast ed in  nettles, Violent tides jiggle me, as they wax and wane, Love ’s to pierce  my heart, the balm  is  my pain!   Limitless and untold,  are  Thy  mysterious ways , Incalculable Thy creation s, raveled in the maze , The sane go lunatics, baffled in the cryptic lane, Thy traits in each iota,  the scintilla and my pain.   Secretive  are vistas, a glimpse in flora and ...

                  A  s take in Oblivion I yearn to escape, from the devious faces, From dazzling beauty, and gods of graces, Better I hear the sigh, and pursue skyline , My  eyes  locked , there with heaven twine .   Engrossed deeply, I will reach a lonely spot, Lost in the love of beauty, aye I was caught, I n the heart  of  my soul,  on e  belladonna lily, Sinking ’neath the load of love, I pried slyly.   I were the lov e of universe, where did I come? ​ ​ ​ ​ Ah stripped of love’s pleasure, I’ve fears some, Aquiver, specters o f fears, and the looming fray, Ardently I’ll  plead the beauty, O come my way.   The sap’s evaporated, O beauty unveil thy face, Eternity’s the mirror, mirrored in infinite space, The flora in bloom, wafting scent and my flight , I’d watched a spectacle in the void, what a bite!   I embrace the slumber, but I’m secretly awake, Tremulous with fear, and u...

                                 My Plea    Aye b orn an orphan, the sweetest ever born! Morality dawn ed anew, over  the divine morn! The p ride of universe ,  that  glitters  ever  bright! To excel the Sun and stars, he’s  celestial light!   Thoughtful and  meditative,  sapient  and serene! Envisioning alone in  the  Hirra , he wert  oft’  seen! One  magnificent dazzle! That  would  never fade, The Sun that never sets , glorious he wert made!   Blest with the angelic tones,  his darling name, Fashioned of pureness, and  his ethereal fame, His  glitter! In guid ance  he excelled  a polar star! Beyond  angels’ reach,  surging  above and afar!   A name in  glitter , and in florescence unique, The love of cosmos, and insignia of mystique, Above the  zen...

  Who else but… …   A  flash  had  surged ,  in thy lambent eyes, And t ears  gleam ed, like stars in the skies , Smiles had pl a yed,  and  eyes  had glowed Flush riffled on thy  face, as tears flowed.   A blithesome wave, thy heart throbbed, ‘Neath th e yoke of onus,   y ou’d sobbed ; Nights awake, and hard days thy chore, Dreams weighing on, thy passion galore.   If ‘twas a tornado, hit me a fierce blow, You’ll be a  lambent light, of warm glow! Thy  scented  breath s, over my pale  face! A divine panacea, blest with godly grace !   In the deadliest of dark, you’re warm sun, Its radiant shine ,   and  every wise the one, Brings light and life ,  over  my  stricken face, Balmy, soft and smooth, with tender grace.   Everything, the warble’ s song or silent  voice, Falls a hapless captive to fate, and no choice, The tie s of love fall off, but the hurt s are ...

  Whither my abode? I blast  in two spheres, of my reality unaware , I outstrip the both, robb ed of  my  muse bare, Strolling in the arenas of love, I took to fright , A flambeau doused in mist, I sought  the light .   Severed from the ties of time, ah once more, I crave for the ale, and knock at tavern’s door, Pour into my ears, the symphony of a stream, S tir the  ecstasy of yore,  inebriate I ’ll  redeem.   Paint a diorama for me, then  draw a veil over , Excited I advance,  scared I recede yet  I hover, In the labyrinth of love, entangled I pine away, ’Twixt mesmer ic vistas, where to find my way?   Like a bird of flora, I’ll sing to a ruby-red rose, The whiffs of eonion  ale, I’ll breathe so close, Like a nightingale, I shall pipe the  love’s song, ’Cause a bird is come, to where it doth belong.   A fettered life, dangling with a strand of thread, Now lives free, from the mundane world’s dread, Wh...