Agha is your shahid, tonight

Ghazal, dedicated to Agha Shahid Ali...

 

Wayward drops are left on their own tonight,

Mercy or curse, I fear what pours down tonight…

Whither have fled the angels of Michael?
And the grey is dyed in brown tonight...

O' star of stars, I roam, I sway in wilderness,
why tuck away your twinkle, why frown tonight? 

The vain peacocks unfurl their colorful collage,
and the whirl whispers to the Sufi, 'drown tonight'...

A king, at ease in exile, no petitions to hear,
easy lies the head that wears the crown tonight...

 

A thousand orgasms rupture my frail heart,

Who will mend now, what broke down tonight?

 

Khaaki, the beloved Agha is your shahid from heavens,

You found no house of God unbolted, in town, tonight…

 

Author's Note

Shahid- Witness;

Reviews

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:: wow... just wow... some nights open all the doors of the heart and mind... and we are almost able to bathe in all the beautiful colours of the universe... what a beautiful piece of poetry, dear haseeb... absolutely awe-inspiring work...

[Khaaki]

Thanks to Agha! I am reading his wonderful poetry these days... It is a pity he left us a little too early...