Ah the Autumn now is here
Its beauty everywhere
All the green turned gold
Matured from young to become old
The soft wind does its best
Letting them fall to their rest
Respect Autumn in its glory
The keeper of Spring and Summer memory
The garden full of bloom preceding fall
Has beauty of gold adored even in fall
The barren ones of Spring and Summer
Appear like a dead ugly drummer
Let your garden be full of bloom
Autumn will shine like happy moon.

Up the ladder I climbed
The steps shaky but faith firm,
That my lord will surely care
For his child in despair.

:ahmed ali

"I want a brew that is not wine,
I want to sip it in musical rhyme
I want it to take me far away
Where existence has come to stay..."


(From Khan, BA)

"My Baby sleeps without food..
O'Allah, give her courage,
To tide over the lies that come in barrage
And let the truth find its way to fulfill her suffrage.."

What is around is not real,
And what is real is in and around,
If you want to see the real
Come let you dwell inside.

(Khan, BA)

Everyday the buds fall
In my Garden oh I am mother of them all,
Among the rubble that covers my *****
The spilled blood creating a chasm,
The welling orbs and sealed lips
Telling a tale of alien's whip,
How long I have to bear this gore
O' Lord, be my savior, I can't take it anymore.

(Khan,BA)

Emotions...

'”The Words come and I pen them down
Not knowing whether I am sane or being a clown,
But then they are my emotions written in rhyme
And if you call them poems, that will be fine."


(by: Khan,BA)