Oh, mourn not dear heart

For your words are profound

Wait for your time and hold, till

Cherries flowers fall on ground

Little they know about you

so they did about Copernicus quest

let them relate to be as you

One who flew over the cuckoos nest

It is the trial that each must go

He who unveils secrets

which the nature  sow


Tale of a poet.

When I am low and drowned

In crests of a mean society

I slip into my cocoon

I feel what they call vacuüm

I see what they know as dark

When a day tumult dies down

One by one and bit by bit

My words come to me

Each strengthens me

Each leaving me happy

More than a castle

More than bliss

And make me a  poet.

poetry words


Français : Le Silence Allégorie de la solitude...

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Out on a roof in a cold night

My eyes fixed on a single star

Such a big sky and yet

So alone in space, poor star

I questioned its loneliness

My voice echoed followed by silence

The same it asked

One more time but a greater silence

How alike we were

Like a mirror faces another mirror

it on sky; I on earth

Both answerless and in vacuum



somebody asked the soil
post rain,the secret of its scent
it replied without turmoil
my worth  of no cent

cluster of dust,i am
influx of rotten stuff
every feet is above my crust

rocks and stone, my ironical beauty

my secret of scent is clear
i have no scent of my own
its the flowers i bear
its the  beauty i hold
my company is beauty, so am i


Note: I remixed  the lines  of ” Sheikh Saadhe” with a little addition from

my side and gave it a shape of a poem. Those lines were in the great persian

language.My favorite lines.

Unsafe sanctuary.

An unsafe sanctuary……….

Skeletons walking in the streets
Searching end to end for newly born
Laugh upon the dead bodies,soul fleet
Ah!no men alive to mourn

Skeletons swing cradle to grave
Wonder to mankind folly
No salvage, nothing to save
Men kill men, axes feet truly

Oh mankind! put your best
In search of lost dove
Heal wounds, help oppressed
Bury hatreds,carry love