Words Unsaid

As the breeze tangles in your hair,
and moon shines over your face,
the heart skips a beat,
with a melody as this. 

As the eyes that stare lock in mine,
The moon then ceases to shine,
A breeze blows through her hair,
All you wanna do is stare. 

The voice that's a sane therapy,
Spoken like a rehearsed melody,
Giggles that effortlessly lighten up,
The saddest face, that's filled a tear cup.

A slight attempt to tell her a word,
A heart beat to have her heard,
I write this poem for a little stir,
Make believe that I love her.

A face I long to see,
A voice I love to hear,
A moment of being together,
That I'd die for her..

~ Mr. Khan.

Smile

In the shimmering light of the stars,

and the dance of cloudy sky,

A smile grows bright, eclipsing,

that lonely moon, in all its might.  

As the feet set in motion, the lips;

they talk a story, of life and beyond,

as the waiting eyes still at a moment,

the time begins to lose its pace.

In the chaos that surrounds, a giggle,

A smile, a cheer, it silences it all.

the eyes that add to her enigma,

the fierce self that clouds ‘her’.

A distant dream that the eyes see,

that fire blazing to reach there,

A hidden self, in lotus petals,

unwraps in lilt on a stone bench.

In all her might, she lives, and loves,

and as the nights grow, fleeing sight,

She disappears in the abyss,

leaving her smile behind.  

~ Mr. Khan.
 

The Romantic Wreck

Sailing through many a mile,
I find no place to stretch,
enduring this world for a while,
the heart has a name to etch.

Your still seem to be my side,
the touch in my hands, on my lip,
that moment has frozen inside,
your look made my heartbeat dip.

I fell deeper in the unknown,
flying amidst the crowds, swept,
that beauty got my senses blown,
love, was the emotion now I felt.

Lost my mind, dreaming the day,
blurred vision, no path felt steady,
If love's a tragedy, as they say,
darling, you're my remedy!

~ Mr. Khan.

Photo Credits: AFOPhotography

The UniSun

Photo Credits: Rapunzel

I pass the streets with a thought in mind,
I wish to live in this day sublime,
the sky shows me its colours, it paints,
the body asks for bread, while I faint.

The paths run dry to the sight ends,
the kids on them emerge with friends,
the joys in their eyes is beyond measure,
such sights, I tell you, are the best treasures!

I race to the light, the way it calls,
at its enthralling beauty, my heart calms,
painting the sky red, orange and blue,
where does the breath stop i have no clue!

Tangled amongst the ropes I find the Sun,
like blowing a huge pipe, the foggy clouds run.
lost in the beauty of this nature's play,
I lose insight and the human way!

While I capture these moments in my lens,
the visual poetry makes me lose sense,
I wait for the the day to dawn on me,
so through the sleepy eyes, life I may see!   

~ Mr. Khan.