Talking to Myself

Closed eyes reveals myself more than eyes wide open. Adnan Kakazai.


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Whole and Nothing

Life
Reflect
And
Refract
Absorb
And
Adsorb

Presenting a
Phenomenon
Of
Searching vs. Finding

Guessing
Search is
Concluded
Or
Finding will
Not embrace
Reality

One pursuit
After other
Filling emptiness
Then
Evaporating
Leaving emptiness

Indeed no
Fairy tale

To be
Pure
Is to gaze
With
Content
Fearlessness
Meekness
Concurrently

Whole
And
Nothing
Soulfully

———

Inspired by words from Hakim Sanā’ī Ghaznavi (1080 – 1131/1141) “Be whole, and Nothing” translation by Coleman Barks.

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So, I leave it…

While reading
A book
With lots of words
Paragraphs
Chapters

A word
Slipping
Very often
Can’t grasp
Through lines
In between
Paragraphs
From one chapter
To another
No luck

Knowing
Book has
Gravity
Written in
Meticulous detail
Will
Be able
To catch
The word
Sometime

Concentrating
On lines, paragraphs, chapters
Paying full
Thoughtfulness
As
Curiosity
To know
The meaning
The crux
Or
Even if only
Can spell
But all in
Vain

Now
With each
Line finishing
Paragraph completing
And more than
Half chapters
Ended
Somehow
Getting to
Perceive
This
Four letter
Word
Holding it
Is only
Wishful

So
I leave it
As it is
Slippery
Not
Catchable

Fate
The word
Life
The book
Till this
Moment


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I was reading…

I was reading
Time was like
Evaporating
From my tongue
Eyes glued
To lines and paragraphs
So that I do not miss
A single word
A single line

Nothing encircled me
I was only wrapped
By your presences
By your uneven breath
By your heart beat
By your soft body skin
And
I felt my weight
Put thoroughly
And equally
In your
Lap

A privileged feeling
Of sharing
The most intimate
Moments of our life
Engulfed me
With pupil dilating
Heart pumping
And
Emotions filtering
Into the untouched
And
Unexplored corners
Of our souls

Suddenly
You said…
I just stopped

At the
Sametime
A single
Tiny drop
Left my eyes
As you said
I think
I should
Sleep now


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What remains is only…

White blanket
Of snow
Crystals reflecting

High glass
Windows
Curtains folded

Burning fireplace
Wood on fire
Radiating heat

Rugged antique
Persian carpet
Wooden floor

Books, Music, Movies
Reading, Writing
Watching

Coffee, Chocolate
Drinking, Eating
Crystal, China, Silver

What
Remains
Is
Only
A
Wish
!