Author: Sayed

  • A Letter

    A Letter

    Dear,

    It is an explicit fact that I have fallen in love with you. From the past, I don’t even know how long, a feeling has bonded my soul with your smile and without it, I barely breathe. Your every look at me with that twinkle in your eye and that grin on your face makes me fall more deeply in your love. I, my dear, am nothing as compared in front of you but a nugatory part of your life. Thoughts of spending every minute with you, I accept bring a wave of ardor through me but they also bring tears to my eyes as I know that what I seek will never be found. Your every touch unriddle my doubts about the god and its creation in the universe. Well, some find me funny where others think of me as a piece of junk trying to sew the words, to create a bridge between me and my failures but what I am my dear is a confusion and most of the times I also don’t give it many thoughts. My trifling existence is very much balanced on your thoughts and your voice. Every time we meet and the movement of your lips occurs and you speak in your beautiful voice to me my name, it beguiles me to think to take you as far as I can from this place of crooks and cracksman and proffer you my love, as your beatific smile stays where it belongs.

    I, usually, sit around the corner as a melancholy wave hits me in the heart. A moment with tears I spend like they are my only friends who take my sadness so much into them that they fall due to its burden through my eyes. It is in this time my dear I miss you most. It is then when I want you to be holding my hand because then I can rest in peace with a smile on my face and believing that my search of your unimaginable existence has come to an end, but my dear, I know that my soul will never rest in peace and will roam on the banks of Ganges, chanting the name of Ram and Krishna and my love will never end as it is innocuous for you in every single way and god forbid if you ever sit around the corner and wish someone to hold your hand, I will be there taking your sorrow on mine and dropping from your eyes saying you a goodbye.

  • Poetry | Abandoned 

    Poetry | Abandoned 

    In the beginning when it was me everywhere

    Hopping like a rabbit in the darkness here and there

    Free from the wish of love

    Free from the wish of sleep

    Tied with knot of loneliness

    And the power of doing everything with ease

    It was then me who corrupted the mighty darkness

    So that I could fulfill the mission that will, Cease

    The fear overtaking every time I breath

    The fear of living forever like an immortal king

    Whose empire is nothing but some pieces of rocks and sin

    But I overtook that fear and crawled to that light I created

    Which was new to me but which strengthened my power

    And then I created the mankind walking below my knees

    Like those insects which crawl and a man crushes them like a torn paper piece

    But day by day my creation went vain, which hit me like a tornado or a heavy wave

    Arising me from the dark sea of power and I realized it was me who went vain

    Now I ve left my creation, shattering each other’s blood like a game

    But who are they to be blamed

    As it was me who created them with anger and thoughts that had gone vain.

    — Sayed Tazeem Haider

  • Ekanki

    Ekanki

    In the valley of endearment

    On the mountains of thoughts

    I remember you

    Like a cloud that had never stopped

    Or like a ray which will never illuminate

    The paths of my fate

    I have been seeking for you

    Since I was placed in Eden

    I have been seeking for you

    In the blazing heat of Arab

    And it was me who created that river for you

    And it was me who didn’t open his eyes

    When you hid those arrows somewhere I didn’t know

    My fate had become like a dangling empire

    Between the thoughts of you and us

    I do not blame my fate

    I do not blame myself

    I blame the god which is no one but you

    From lives as Adam through Qays in Arab

    I am still struggling to see that smile of yours

    Which I didn’t find either in Eve or in Layla

    Your beauty is what I never saw

    But my heart has witnessed the greatness of yours

    In the battles I’ve fought, at the times I ve lost

    I ve felt your hand upon my shoulder and your love making me stronger

    In my dreams I have wondered

    Your beautiful eyes

    Which must be as beautiful as a thunder

    And your curly hair as beautiful as a sea

    In which I want to slumber

    Slumber like Vishnu

    Forever and ever

    And interweaving my soul within yours

    Like a light in thunder