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...who is a POET??...he is...but a dethroned king sitting among the ashes of his palace trying to fashion an image out of the ashes...
..he is the poorest of the poor..yet he carries an oasis in his heart cultivated by the caravan of his thinking...he is a pauper..but he still pretends to be a ' prince ' in the kingdom of his vivid imagination..
..he only sings when he is starving for he cannot sing if his mouth be filled with food...
..he only raises his hand to beg for he cannot raise his hands if it be filled with gold...
..his wealth is his winged imagination and fictive power to think...and ' thinking ' always acts for him as the stumbling stone to ' poetry '... :) ;)
..he is a tree watered by the river of beautiful thoughts..and carries in his heart a lamp unconquered by darkness..
..yes..he seeks NIRVANA..not by counting coins of gold..but in leading his sheep to greener pasture..in seeking a smile from humanity...in putting his child to sleep..and in writing the last line of his poem... :)

...he will be unheard until humans honor the dead and forget the living..for then only upon his ' death '... ' he ' will rule their hearts...and his kingdom will have no ending... :) :) ;)
..TO HAVE GREAT POETS..THERE MUST BE GREAT AUDIENCES TOO... :)

Saturday 30 March 2013

...your smile.. :)


O breathe a word
 or two of fire
smile as if those words
 should burn me

seeing your smile..
the seas caught fire.
fishes started flying..
this planet ripped open....
and the moon emerged..
from the chest of the earth....
hundreds of madmen..
danced at this glorious sight..
seeing your smile..
poetry rose to its epitome.
it gained further heights..
as your smile got wider...
thousands of adages became meaningless..
for words escaped from languages..
and burned at the altar of your smile..
seeing your smile..
hundreds of dervishes began to dance..
not knowing what they were dancing about..
but just because you cared to smile..
Sages finally attained their spiritual liberation..
and the whirl of the Sufi's became more menacing..
for madness radiated from the skin of your smile..
seeing your smile..
the might of one thousand armies was destroyed..
and the cavalry of one thousand cannons silenced..
the roar of one thousand lions subdued...
and the glory of the ancient kings reduced to rubble..
for the arrows of your smile vandalized everything on its way..
seeing your smile..
a spirit entered inside this poet to flesh these lines..
for these lines ran like blood in his body..
and he found the key to the secret of all languages..
that he had always wanted to unlock..
and unleash the poem of his poems..
but in your smile..
also lay hidden the last line of this poem..
now that you don't seem to smile..
this poem will forever remain unfinished.
and this poem..like this unknown poet..
will decay in obscurity.. :( :(