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Haiku

(1)

basanti shawls
yellow paper kites
in mustard fields

(2)

Every time
I doze -
Buddha opens his eyes

(3)

Sky weeps
Colours -
Autumn leaves

(4)

a shrine
chanting smoke
under Peepal

(5)

a pale sun
green grape vines
a soggy wall


Hamid Yazdani

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REFLECTION IN A WINDOW


Something disturbs the night’s darkness,
the winking lights,
the sidewalk’s shine from an earlier rain.
A window’s reflection,
the haunting other self brings an inner darkness,
weightless, yet weighty with disquietude,
a brush against a black cat,
the doleful call from an unknown quarter,
The dark voice of my other self morphs into sadness without music,
the heaviness of living.

--Irving A. Greenfield

Highlighting the Beautiful Words of Hamid!

THE NIGHT DESCENDS INTO THE LAKE

The night descends into

the still waters of the lake.

Moonlight adrift in the woods.

Wild flowers of silken hues

hide themselves in the nearby grass.

Dust inflamed

by the torrid moments.

Thoughts entangled within words.

An utterance the lips

can only muddle through;

exactly like the night descending

into the still waters of the lake,

like moonlight adrift in the woods.

~~~

--------------A Poem by: HAMID YAZDANI

(Translated from Urdu by: M Salim ur Rahman)

ALL THAT WE KNOW

All that we know

is how to set the words on fire.

We do not know

that the burning words

warm up those feelings

which are chilled to the bone!

They import

a little bit heat

to frozen thought

and lifeless reality.

They provide a hint of warmth

to shivering dreams

and tired out breath.

We do not know what

the burning words imply.

All that we know is how

to set the words on fire.

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……………. A poem by: Hamid Yazdani

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