My Love...

My love!
in the age of
such a fiery noon
you are
the shadow of thick and fleshy tree…


In a burn up lonely night
you are the moonlight
silvery cool and calm...


In a life
like the wasteland
you are
the ocean of ever flowing
aabe zam-zam…


I am the earth
thirsty of years and years
you are
my immense rainy season...


You are the idol
My love
incarnates in my soul


At all
look at the inhibited dreams of mine
as I worship you for years and years
hiding of everyone... 
-Dr Firdaus Khan

Two seasons of life...

  

Oh ! my love,
to have you and to lose you
are like the two seasons
of the life...

as like the thirst and ocean
or  may perhaps be 
like the death and life...

the tradition has been prevailed
since the beginning of this universe
that on the palm of the life 
there are the lines of death
and always on the verge of the colourful  dreams
there is an existence of  darkness...

Oh ! my love
to have you and to lose you
are like the two seasons  
of the life...
-Dr Firdaus Khan


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Autumn

Sometimes
the autumn fascinates
while our walking gently        
on the dry out brown leaves 
in the garden    
and on the land 
covered by the brown leaves…

sometimes
the whole scenery of autumn 
becomes romantic 
with the desolated branches of trees
and the pleasing soft and sweet 
sounds of the birds…

sometimes
in the row of plants 
with the wetting smell nearby
of ever growing flowers 
such as marigold and roses  
and on the older wall 
raising calmly the sun shine
fascinates...

yes, the autumn itself has 
its own glory
like spring and monsoon…
-Dr Firdaus Khan

Memories

Some of the memories 

are reserved for those nice moments ... 

when on the earth 

the carpet of moonlight spreads all around
where the flowers with their moisten smell

make the nature more romantic...

and the season of romance blooming everywhere

when the eye-lash gratifying with lusty cheers

and there is an immediate desire of heart

that this time must stop here and now...

and throughout such a moment 

too many centuries be surpassed…

-Dr Firdaus Khan


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Waiting for you

Oh my love !
waiting  for you a long way               
am being reached
to the stage of life 
from where
the journey of life once started 
comes to an end  
with the breakage of last breathe...

but again right from here        
the second journey starts 
which will finally be over
in the doomsday...

such a journey of your love 
I have to pass through in the life 
from one place to far off distances
even life after the life 
for you only...
-Dr Firdaus Khan

I am your love...

Oh my Prince !    

I will be waiting for you

throughout the life...

You have stolen 

all  the dreams of my eyes...

                               

My soul misfits

in unknown city 

It looks for you quite often

lost here in an alien way...

Feel afraid being lonely 

in this desert path

Pull me out of

the agony of separation...

Invite me in your land

if you can't come here...

please don't torment me 

I am your love...
-Dr Firdaus Khan

Desires

I did not get what I wanted in life, but I got much more than that. I wanted land and got sky. I got so much that now I don't have any desire for anything else.
Dr Firdaus Khan

When I am unwell

When I am unwell—my body drained by fever and the very act of resting becoming wearisome—everything outside my room suddenly seems so appealing. I long to wander outdoors, reaching as far as the distant horizon visible through the window. I yearn to fly up and touch the milky clouds drifting across the blue sky, to stroll for a while in the shade of a distant tree, or simply to walk aimlessly along the road visible from my window.
Dr Firdaus Khan