Poetry from Another Realm--Dr. Riaz Ahmad

                     Soul’s Verity I n a mortal frame, a soul’s confined , Two  adversaries, closely combined , The interplay ‘twixt, a tangled skein,  A crux! Who’ll obey  and who’ll reign .   Soul’s locked, confined to bony frame, Manacled ,  fetter e d,  silent but aflame, For this parochial world, it didn’t vie! A bird  engaged, aspiring to skies high.   With a vain head, oft’ change of heart, With treacherous eyes, to play its part, Spells of magic, neither here nor there, Neither inside nor outside, I’m nowhere.   Soul ’s a light , and its shine may aptly play , A wrangle ‘twixt   virtue and  vice,  on  display, A heavenly blest soul, the insignia of piety, Lucifer  in ambuscade,  enticing into gaiety!   Rap that  door,  the  soul shall glitter the way , Talk to soul in silent words, O  Life’ s just  fray , Wary of time win...

                  A Sapling’s Whisper   Pensive and pondering   in a garden ,  I go, With  alert mind and  muse ,  gaze  cast  low, How come?  The floral beauty here  grown, On a  supple shoot; sway s  in windy blow!   As it arrested  my eye ;  the n  nearer I drew, On  the petal tips  here ; settled  pearly dew, Then spo ke itself out, in  the  nutshell a lot, How so pretty on stalk s, I were so brought.   A peep into  nature ;  and so its subtle spree, The nature secured secret ,  its  rage  and  glee, Insects, butterflies and bees ;  as hover about, And  the joyous kids around, romp and shout.   “Nature shalt slay; its dagger thru entire me, My life to the seed ;  and my nectar to the bee, I p lay a tool in nature’s hands , as  I were  made, Soon I might wither; and my ...

                         The  Blush es The  blush are  plenty ,  many   pictures  paint, J oyful  glow of love, or  of  affectation  feint,  The passions’ stir , unveiled in the rosy flare, Writ u nseen   on loving visage, ‘tis that glare.   The tongue of nature, concealed in cheeks, Decked with ruby lips and nectar, love seeks, Passions’ violent flow, ‘twixt the hearts two, A voyage in the void , the  bliss and   later rue.   Blush hath faces strange, of love and shame, Of deceit and vanity, raving in mortal frame, Blu sh for a conceited sigh, and one for guilt, One  doused in tears,  another working in gilt.   ‘Tis a mystery, the skein of raveled  thoughts, Blush isn’t plush, passions swathed in knots, The insignia of overtures, or a betrayal of lie, Fleeing and recurring, flutter in a lover’s eye .   Blush’ s like st...

                      Journey thru  T ime My ears had tuned, to the clock’s chime, My heart had bo r ne, the ravages of time, My eyes had gazed, unto refulgence afar, Wits tangled, my muse stood many a scar.   I’d bewailed and heaved sighs, at night, Restless and fidgety, I’d hunted for light, S ad morn, flower s  wilted and twig s  flail, Some tears  fell, ah swept with cruel gale.   My nights eerie, the sky somber and dark, The moon eclipsed, stars tumble in an arc, No trees but their shadows, looming large, Silent tunes from afar, my passions charge.   Better unsaid,  ah  my  repertoire banished, I was a victim of spite, ah cruelly ravished, O  he art,  ‘ tis the love of slanderous tongue, Here prowling venom, were amply wrung!   Hate decoyed for love, ‘twas a saber sharp, D ulcet praise s, on fake  tunes folks  will harp , No Sun ah no Moon, an empti...

                       Blest Manners A co urtesy dropped and a bow made, Welcome smile, with a phrase prayed, A few honeyed words, escape the lips, Shall deliver a  person ,  to  adoring  grips.   Tone and tenor, with beauty and grace, Bond hearts in cuddle, that were apace, A spark in eyes, a loving smack on cheek, Eye and  eye, aye  glances meet and seek .   Fountains of  love, in the breasts concealed, Some  lack of curtsies , had them off reeled , The i nner glow  must light, eyes and the talk , Delightful and rapturous, stride a life’s walk.   An inner love will exude , expression outside, Helping hand, above self, in pureness’ guide, To blessedness of things, only right and pure, Nay sycophancy and  lure, but lively and pure.   “Please and thanks” a couple of words to start, The little p hrases with love, shall build that art , To irons out roughness, a...

                      Have Time     Lounging beneath a  mulberry tree, On a lovely day ,  and my fancy free, Watch ing on  a twig, a  birdie sweet, In blossom  there ;  our  glance s  meet.   And  disunited  from this world vile, Carefree and  reclining   up on a stile, The crimson Sun, there to   I  glance d , On a foamy ocean,  colours  dance d .   Steal ing over mountains, ‘twill fade, Shad es  crept  long,  and  never  stayed , The  silvery moon yon , full in the sky, The  galaxies ’  swirl, charm ed  my eye.   I  hear d  warbles , enchanting very  high, Astir with vocals , and the birds in sky, I b eheld the allure of nature, and  bare , A m elody  dec oye d, ah deciphered  fair !   I w atch ed a  nest, there a bird  to  verge...

                   How name Him   “The worldly shackles ,  off thou shake” Someone in my  ears , softly that   spake , I ’d  pondered and bemused ,  day s long, Why did   I addle? The  right and wrong.   He breathed the hint,  and were gone, I convulsed  a night ,  eyes set at dawn, An oddity   ‘twas, he glanced  and went, Breathed a spark, into  my  heart’s  rent   Evoked the fierce stir,  in my heart deep, Roused me awake, ah the  dope asleep! Pensive and verily aghast! Who he was? I chased him! Why h ere? And the cause.   T errains and  heaths , the hills and vales, But nowhere! Aye my shrieks and wails, Scalding tears rolling ,  mine cheeks down, He vanished, neither in woods nor town!   The  vision as he were, I knew him never! He had thronged my heart ;  his own ever, Leaving the   flash  behin...