Flammifer

Flammifer

I know the life it takes to build a life,

Life it takes to bring in Glory;

Life it takes to buy some sunshine,

What it takes to call you mine.

I have a soul I have a voice,

I have a heart and I have a choice;

Elegiac strain slowly piercing my soul,

I know the life it takes to dig some gold;

Definitive abuse of the hooligan within,

I know the life it takes to become bold;

I have a soul I have a voice,

I have a heart and I have a choice;

My detachment from the world;

Pulls me back to the circle of life;

And my body struggle with my mind,

Whimsical optimism against the flowing time!

I have a soul I have a voice,

I have a heart and I have a choice

Shamsud

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Moribund

Moribund

Don't you know?

Don’t you know?

Loving you is not enough

But I need you to stay

Life always has its own way.

Can’t you go?

Can’t you go?

To come back and stay.

Even breathing torments my soul;

Heart-beat permeates and old stories unfold.

Words cannot reflect pain,

And substantiate those perpetual ponderings;

Can’t we try?

Can’t we try?

To build the unseen house;

And nurture our unborn child

Oh! Don’t you know?

Shamsud

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Flibbertigibbet

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Flibbertigibbet

Floats bobbing on the surface of the water,

Here they are and gone;

Life seldom dictates terms,

We ignite in the float of time.

Juggernaut! Juggernaut! Juggernaut!

The power of a thinker’s might.

Push some sanity into your nerves,

Doldrums in my head;

That Apple still symbolizes Eve’s folly;

Adam still pushes life’s trolley.

Immanuel! Immanuel! Immanuel!

Life equipoises so well.

Scornful and haughty – those actors in the street,

Plagiary of thoughts reminiscent of the human race;

Poignant memories rushes streams down the cheek,

Nescient actualities sometime reeks.

Shamsud A

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Tribulation

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Tribulation

Sweep Swap Sweet throat,

Sweeter, the memories of the past;

Twist tweet twip - wrote,

Twister, vagaries of nature never last.

The tree slurps through its roots,

But that is to breath out life;

Who sucks the blood of a living man?

Vampires out in the wild- Alive!

Shamsud A

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Back Home

Today I present you with a poem written few years back. This is a little abstract and would need few readings as the poem is full of graphics. I no more write similar poems. Also recently one of my poem is published by http://www.thoughtconnect.com/ . I am really grateful to the Editor for selecting my work to publish in their site. You can read the poem here.

Also Frogcroon has published one of my work last month: Debauched Medicament

Back Home

Ablaze - the town I see,
Mall of wild and bee.
Thorny life acidified to the nerve;
Some for the smoke and others only herbs.

Smoky scenario amidst I dwell,
Though away I have the smear;
Away for the one now gone
Again the dying flowers with the living thorn.
Wake you up in the middle of the dark
now in my part only crows bark.

Animals, Animals, Why are you watered?
Along with you I am.
Me against the ground;
and you deep into it.

Rough life socialized to rules
Customs old, only for the fools.
Let me change with one more from the vault;
A bonding absent under my belt.

Shamsud A

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Subtle Reality

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Can there always be truth in honesty?

Can a blood line run though dynasty?

Man’s life is but a dream,

Continuously creating infinite patterns;

Like an abandoned boat in the sea.

We drift away from reality

When our child hood plants grows to adult tree.

God is hilarious,

Irrespective of his existence or not;

He expects uniformity from his flawless heterogeneity,

This is more than a jester can handle in all audacity.

Can there always be pain in ignominy?

And happiness in your success and victory?

Can you surpass life by simply dying and live by lying?

In search of a shadow to rest our tired body;

We are seldom cheated with dark clouds – we are nobody.

A looser always looks for the setting sun for asylum.

I see greenery beyond that mountain wall;

And hope around this new town;

I am not bothered now for those in the wild,

Let me begin this journey of thousand mile.

Shamsud A

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