Words..

These two words you whispered to me,
lit my inside just like a pyre.
Without any smoke and dancing flame,
Tel me what is this change, what is its name?

With every breath I breathe your name,
The breath so sweet but full of your love aflame,
It burns me down to ashes with its azure flame,
Till there is only you and your lonely name.

The words come to lips of their own,
The moment I see rose on your face,
And the fragrance sends me to lands unknown,
Such is the charm of your grace.

Stuttering bishop that I had been,
Till 'Sheikh Ali' orbed my soul with eyes so keen,
I lost my tongue and silence prevailed,
Now you see Leo as if lamb revealed.

(By: Khan, BA)

Love...

I wait for a glimpse of your grace,
And tide the night with open eyes,
Come my love hold me in your embrace,
Till eternity we will be together.

(by: Khan, BA)

Basket Man..

I am a basket man from basket town,
These baskets I weave are fresh from my oven,
In them you'll see my strength and blood,
For I have put my everything in their cloud,
You don't heed my words anymore,
For now you are asleep like before,
God has given me this way to live,
Why should I complain when it is His give,
So let us not worry about mansions and palaces,
These can't be your company in eternal solace,
It is only the deeds you do,
That will speak "there" for you.

(by: Khan, BA)

Here comes the Snow,
From the clouds above,
To lay a carpet on the ground,
And nourish the boughs around.

(By : Khan, BA)

I hear the whisper of your tread,
When morning dew soaks your lace,
I breath the fragrance of your grace,
As your hair glide over the morning breeze.
I smile ,my heart leaps a beat,
O’ The wait is over, it is a festive treat,
Lo’ My love is here with me again.

Come let's build a home by the lake,
I will cherish every pie that you'll bake,
We'll have kids, grow old & fat,
Together my love till it's late.

You will sing and I will play the fiddle,
Till morning hour we will solve the riddle,
While you soak and make me sizzle,
Together my love till it's late.

Some may say that love isn't everything
But then I know they know of it nothing,
Pure as truth and infinite in everything
Love is all and nothing beyond its wings.

Come let's build a home by the lake,
I will cherish every pie that you'll bake,
Feed me your love in azure cups,
Till there is only love and nobody else.

(by: Khan, BA)

Same...

What all poets did say was one and the same..
Some said it with love and some with pain,
The words though different, the attire same,
The parlance different but riding the same mane.

(by: Khan, BA)