Manshoor Nazki is the 3rd generation poet in a
reputed family of poets and scholars belonging to Kashmir, India. Manshoor is a
successful corporate lawyer by profession and works in Bengaluru. Even while
living in Bengaluru away from the picturesque valley of Kashmir, his poems
remind the readers of a lost paradise. Besides writing poetry, Manshoor has a
keen interest in western music and photography.
Dream of death
I dream of a place where the land ends
That place has a friend that is lost to sea
I stand alone as I curse this bend
That keeps you hidden forever from me
I will wait for the heavens to fall
To flatten this earth and swallow the seas
I will wait my love, I will wait alone
Until I wake up or until I dream
Maybe death is a dream
A dream in an endless night
Or maybe like the years that went
Before you were even born
Death is nothing, nothing at all
Maybe life is a dream
In a sleep that is almost death
Or maybe us and no one else
Are the only ones awake
And all we do is wait, till we fall asleep and
finally dream
Meet by the river
How many years
Since I saw your face
There must be new lines there
I haven’t spoken to yet
I had read every line
Of your prophetic palms
There must be a new ending there
With new people you’ve since met
Every imperfection there
My touch had slowly traced
I had memorised the tales you know
Of every scar but still
I was just a memory
For you an endless wait
Come meet me by the river?
Come see me on the hill?
What if I am not
Strange voices crawl in
From my window tonight
Overpowering my silence
Imposing their light
I pretend the echoes
Are of long-lost friends
Who’d come unannounced
Fight and make amends
As shadows fill the room
I pretend I’m alright
Just someone making a point
Just someone faking a smile
The darkness still lingers
Like a long endless night
Bit by bit, it eats away
I’m left with just this thought
What if I’m the shadows?
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