Archive | July 2021

You Witnessing Your Death

perhaps love is using you

in ways unimagined ways

to heal yourself

heal hearts of the way

submit in the journey

to love’s demands

even if that requires

you witnessing your death

Nazar

All my life

I spent supposedly loving you

All my life it was always HU

I spent my youth seeking you

I spent my life covering faults

loving underdogs

Serving every wayfarer

That crossed my path

For you, Oh Hu

All my life

I planned and plotted

A love Revolution

Passionately I devoted

Every faculty and limb

For love’s way

I desired to be a Saaqi

So I poured and poured

From the eternal ocean

Of your very Friends

To seekers with empty cups

How foolish

I assumed this love was reciprocal

The love of your beloved

And his family

I’ve given all I have

My body

Spirit

All that I own

And supposedly possess

Every breath you

Hosh Dar Dam

My flesh and offspring

All wasn’t enough

Insufficient

I suppose

All in your service

Every step you

The path you

I seek their footprints

I sought her feet

To be lead to you

Nazar Bar Qadam

Nothing remains

I am house poor

Alas a pauper

My garments torn

Banished from my assumed home

I seek to return to my real home

Safar Dar Watan

Last night the angel of death

Arrived at my bedside

He asked me

About me

I knew not what to utter

As I’ve lost myself in you

So silence became my speech

Tell me why

Why did you unveil

My secret

That what you knew

covered and clothed

I am bare

Tell me why

For truth to manifest

Or for my final death

How delusional was my darkened

Soul

Assuming this love was reciprocal

You’ve uncovered all

To eyes and hearts

Exposed me like none

Where all that I hid

Now in plain sight

I am convinced

That this love is one way

I was simply swimming in

Shallow waters

Seeking eternal

Seeking you

You banished me

Seeking your beloveds

Is this the reward

For loving you?

A Black and White World

My greatest sin

Is Love

For this I am ruined

In a world of black and white

I wonder why.

Sands of Karbala

I asked through you

To be placed upon Hallaj’s ladder

Sands of Karbala

I asked to receive punishment

Of the ashiq and mashuq

Is it pay back time

Where you witness

The blood of a Husaaini spill

Does death bring you

Joy?

Red Ink

My body became numb

My heart still

As I breathe calmly

My eyes well up with red ink

I promise you

If a dagger jabbed me

I feel nothing

Slander me

With the cruelest of names

I care not

Today I face my trial

Of my final death

Witness me world

Become eternal

Spirit today

Cry not upon my death

With this final blow

I am Husaain

Glance of Death

we want our impact on

on the environment

as such

that mere contact

with us

should immediately kill you

our glance alone

must cause death

Space and Silence

in the midst of a storm

space and silence

alters states

SAKÏNA descends

infusing inspiration

summoning the soul

with secret revelation