poems

The Masterpiece

With deepest love and dedication,
Like the Picasso’s carved collection.
Like the radiating colours on canvas
Yet an another masterpiece.

The spark in her eyes,a lake;
Maybe an ocean.
No man sailing,
Would dream of land and jewels

A fragrance such charismatic,
Driving a weary man in sand,
To an oasis,
Yet end up to illusions only.

A music such Melodious
No mozart could ever compose.
Yet a piece of poetry,
Sunk underneath dusty pages,
Taste like first monsoon rain
Each time you read.
~Kashif Imteyaz

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The Chase

Chase,run and hide
Wolf and the men behind
Hunt that rich skin
The bravest man wears over his shoulder.
That’s pride.

Wild and wildlings
Like the poisoned beautiful ivy
Wrapped to neck like snakes.

Who brings you flowers
And stab your eyes
Silence and black on funerals
Cunning handshakes and body of lies.

Photograph by @mohsinalam

poems

A Prayer for my Nation

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“May the colours of tricolour never fade
May the sons of this mother never disappear
May the daughters of this mother never raped
May love and harmony always welcomed.

May the walls of nation remain protected
May the martyred heroes forever respected
May each and every child educate
May the air never get contaminate with hate.

May the landlord and farmer together seated
May the lawmakers and labourers equally treated
May the weaker in governance,never lose their faith
May this land forever be great.”

~Kashif Imteyaz