On The Roof
One day from the roof of my house
A large drop of water fell on me
'What a meddling thing 'I cried
As the stars were quite clarion and dazzling
Not a single cloud in the sky
There was no forecasting of raining
On the roof, A concealed man, I could see,
with a ghoulish approach
blubbering on his lost and pulverized soul
taken a long time back
'Who are you ' I said
'I am the man murdered in the garden of
roses by two crabbed boys stoning me to
death.
In the garden, my sweet love talking to me,
They felt it, a mark of contempt 'The man
answered,
bemoaning with a full reminiscence of his
sweet love in the
long lost garden meant for
their comely love.
Quandary
I will give away my life
I will denude the derns
I will acquiesce my torments as prosperous panacea to be fed
to the
riffraff tyrannized
I wish to instate love that can carry all the politicians
through a stroke in
the planet where birds sink into a song
their comrades once sang in the treetops and certain birds
frenetic to quest the
song released to simmer them down
He too can cram more love here
He is a politician
Body attenuated with the maniacal mind,
Huge money heaped on his back
This is life and death
So we know the role of Almighty
He is the manager of this world,
In your house,
Sports, Pastime,
Decoration,
Glorifying,
Contending,
Praising etc.
Everything was there
When we returned to your house
We noticed that it wasn't there
So we built a human tomb in a graveyard
Where birds are now higher singing,
and where we speak of things
Unheard, unreachable.
Walking, Pains
A man so honest I
Can't get through-
His pain passing by
in a short time.
The soul said,
do or die,
I walked -the pain
And the soul all died
a death.
I tried with my
Bones and heart
Of body, not even
a sharded impression:
Months of ideation, days
Of pother, -desert
man in a hurry.
Adnan Shafi
Adnan Shafi: Young Adnan Shafi, (23) was born and brought
up in a middle class educated Bhat family, which belongs to Chandrigam in Tral
area of Kashmir valley. He is a poet, writer, columnist, translator, short
story writer and reviewer. His poetry
book "TEARS FALL IN MY HEART'
depicts sorrows and vicissitudes of life. There are various hues in his
poems ranging from love to loneliness and despair. Besides, his poetry is
replete with simplicity of thought and language. Some of the poems are
autobiographical in nature which relate to his own life’s vows.