Love and the Crescent Moon

 

I was lying on the dewy lawn

All all alone,

Watching the blooming Moon

Swinging carelessly on the torn

Fringes of long banana leaves.

And she was yet to come

With a hidden knife

In thirst of blood to cleave

Through my soaking dreams.

 

Hours gone by

With the night crawling alone

And to feel the glimpse

Of a crescent moon

Hanging high at the edge

Of a mysterious ridge,

I unlocked my soul cage

To fly along the misty breeze...

 

And then I looked

Down the lawn

Watching my body

Lying immobile

Like a heartless pawn

Screaming

In deafening silence,

'I loved you with my

Body and soul

In this illusive world

With a feeling undrawn,

Yet undiscovered and unknown...'.

© Atique R. 

Missing My Mom

Far from Home

 

My heart aches

Like a broken Moon

Shedding tears of glow

From an arched knee

Stuck into the west horizon.

 

My soul burns

Like the melting time

In the furnace

Fueled by the flaming Sun.

Caged in the celestial hollow;

The straws of memories

Keep drowning me

In the ice blue rhymes

Of the rhythmic flow.

 

And I miss my home

My sweet little home

Hundreds of miles away

Under the same crescent Moon.

And I just wanna tell you mom

I miss you with every little steps

You walked me along

With the first kisses of the Sun. 

 

In the searing anguish

And silent scream,

With all the words

Flooding into my stream

I just wanna tell you mom

‘I love you, I miss you…

Far from my home

Like a homeless man

Sharing the helpless sighs

From my freezing apartment

With the dwindling crescent Moon.

© Atique R. 

The Forgotten Flood

 

The rivulet of blood,

Streaming down the ridge

Of my low lying heart is 

Like a pool of stagnant water

Of a long forgotten flood.

And it was melting in well together

With the fretted hopes and aches

With no warmth of love:

To vaporize,

And to pour down again

In rain with droplets of yellow

For newer dreams

To take a replenishing shower.