Lessons in Life

he taught me to see beyond
the ordinary and mundane
a ray holds galaxies
teeming with suns
a drop holds
oceans
in the unseen
a grain
hides deserts
in its chest
he taught me
so many things
i the keen learner
intense listener
walked the ropes
i learnt all
he taught me
what i did not,
he never said
that galaxies
shrink in to rays
that seas
wind up in to drops
and deserts
roll back in to grains

(ayaz rasool nazki)

When the Rain comes

fragrances  dissolve in air
 spread around in the garden
 go out in to the street
 they can not change
 the politics of the place
bees set out with the first light
in search of flowers in the meadow
collecting nectar in their tiny frames
and the queen sits all day
doing nothing

that is how it is,
again i digress
my thoughts wander away
in search of a meadow
full with flowers
i am no bee
i am no bird
i am no tree
do not nest on my branch
do not sit under my wing
when the rain comes
(ayaz rasool nazki, pic @arn)

My Poems

my poems are not mine
they come to me from the void
i am a greedy old man

FROM ECHO

میہ کیاہ کرِ یُن گژھن سونتک تہ ھردک
بھار آسن ھرد آءسن دپُس گژھ
چلس چھس بیوٹھمت پننس دلس منز
پنن آسن پرد آسن دپس گژھ
(میر غلام رسول نازکی)
spring or autumn ,day or night nothing matters
be it sun, be it snow send it away
i am at peace in the recesses of my soul
be it friend, be it foe send it away
(mir ghulam rasool nazki)
translation by a.r.n