FAREED PARBATI'S PEN

Fareed too has gone away ,
in search of what ?
he only knows
he didnt see me
before he left
i would ask him
of unknown destination
the journey at hand



he was a tall man
handsome, robust
full of energy
the energy he put
in to his prolific pen


and the pen
did he take it with
i need to know
for if his pen remains
on this side of the mirror
he will return,
with the coming spring

and unravel the mystery
mystery of the rubai,
Sarmad's rubai
and Khayyam's rubai
the fifth hemistich,
the un written muse,
the unthought thought ,
the un said word,
the un sung song

i shall wait for him to come
for he has left his pen behind.