Wednesday, September 22, 2010

21 CENTURY by azad tirur

Tears of love at a leisurely pace
day and night dribs from my eyes
                   Grin of sorrow make full my lips
          On every nightfall and daybreak


Unnatural happenings of yesterday

          Makes my pacific mind a roaring beast

Anticipation of Today makes me impatient

          I told my heart, to beat loud and loud

Confusion feeds like a savage inside,
          Never knowing that tomorrow will bring standing here
Leaving nothing considered worthy remains
Destined to walk through life less ordinary
Alone, exiled, different and disdain

The love of world gaunt into the flood of tears
Greenish shoots blazing on draught of war
Burning stomachs lying in the streets
          A mild joy and sorrow of my tears
          Makes my heart and mind fill with woe
          I told my tears to laugh and laugh
Hear draught of war from every corner
         I remember story of an idiot mouse 
         Like an idiot mouse excitement filled me with fear
         Nothing happened more than nothing happened
         Realizing becoming a mouse with an idiot look       
          I chuckled looking at idiot world  - Idiots all


Posted By AZAD TIRUR to bloomingdale at 9/22/2010 12:45:00 AM

1 comment:

  1. dear azad, your first two stanza made me a feeling that i am reading something from your personal diary. Then i saw some glimpses of poem spread over on next stanza. but at last you made me cry. not because of you are crying on this entire poem. But because that i had to spent my time for reading this poem (if i could say like that). Why you bring tears and sadness as a permenant state of feeling in all your poems? Crying in hard realities of life is not a sign of a progressive man. We want to fight back to eleminate the causes which made the man unhappy in this world. We will sing on ONAM occassions and wonder socialism existed on his reign. We attached that reality to our myth. And ofcourse it is not so hard to bring back such a situation. But i am sure, just crying is not enough for that......

    all the best.

    saleem al bazee (dalla sanayya unit)