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)

It  could never be written in prose ever
And in poems that so many litter,
Or painted on canvas in colorful attire
Or chiseled by the hands of a sculptor,
To know what I just utter
Close your eyes but not in slumber,
Listen to the inner voice coming from yonder
And the ringing bells  so clear,
It is all around, what a wonder
and all a part of it in surrender,
Everywhere is the same wonder
Some name it God while some the Creator,
To me it is all whatsoever
I am a slave and He the Master.

(BA Khan)

"Here idiots are advisors and fools at the helm of affairs,
Here dogs attire in human clothes and heavy  golden rings,
Here telling the truth is sin among highest of the sins,
Here I became a mute after watching  idiots talk like dust bins"

(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.."

My Beloved...

My love is my beloved...
Rest is nothing just visions cloud..
He flames my longing like unseen pyre
And burns me down with his desire,
What am I does it matter..?
Everything is Him and He everywhere
My beloved my love
This desire too is your attire..

(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.

"Give me the wings,
         to fly over the horizon..
To see beyond,
         to see the unseen."


(by: Khan, BA)

My Vale...

I love my beautiful Vale..Kashmir
That goes by the name of Rishiware
Though razed by own and aliens for unknown sake,
It has out lived them both in its wake,
Its beauty still raw and pure,
How can they answer on the judgment day dear,
Though they don’t know it yet,
The end we will see, oh yes we shall see though not yet,
My Valley will survive these brazen brutes,
Its beauty unbound will remain uncrushed,
And that day we will watch,
Tall minarets crumbling like mist in the dark,
And the man with vision will be singing,
The long forgotten liberty song

(by: Khan, BA)

My Vale Tells a Tale...
MY POEM..

'The King Sold the Kingdom,
The Old Con sold them too,
The son made a deal,
And sold the wood and water too,
Thither came a time,
When the flock were afraid to woo,
But then they were patient with misery and woe,
The time passed and the land grew old,
The cons grew and became so bold,
They robbed the land and its treasure tow,
Treated the flock as if they were sheep and buffalo,
They still dragged and falsely bragged,
About the unworthy of their assets,
The Creator was angry for ill-treating His Gaya,
He sent His fury and all got washed up,
The cons had flown to the higher ground,
And when all was clear and Sun came up,
They emerged like tubers as if sprouted from the ground,
The Seer sees it all, with the eyes of All Seeing,
The time will come sure will come,
When all this will be undone.
We will see, surely will see,
But till then..Let them have fun."


(By: Khan,BA)

long time back I saw you here,
Your beauty amazing and just like your attire,
I tried to capture you on a canvas here,
But your beauty stopped my brush painting further"

(By Khan, BA (c) Dec 8th, 2017)

Neither Happy Nor Sad..

‪Neither happy nor sad, not anymore‬
To be either is like embracing a claymore,
It's but a trance  and one must endure
Laughter or dismay is not the answer,
To be immune to such upheavals
Is key to the eternal elements,
Shun these robes and  become transparent
Embrace Serenity, the only relevant.

(Khan, BA)
12/06/2018

New Year

Look around they say Happy New Year,
To the Sage the hour does not matter,
The wind blows and the Sun shines the same,
And to be friends with his friend is the happiest of his game.

(BA Khan)..30.12.2008

'Though I am a boarder
But I do not ride the border
In recluse I submit,
To HIM that is my creator."

(BA Khan)

"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)

I come a long way from those dreams,
I had dreamed but never got  streamed
How I longed for the pretty face
And the dancing girl in red lace
Ah those rides on hot bikes
And the singing with liquid vices
The winds truned and then time churned
And one day I woke up all burned
All was gone  save the face of One Learned
And he made me look in those deep eyes
Suddenly I felt naked and without any ties
With just two words he set me  on fire
That changed all and started an unseen pyre
No more fretting and no more desires
Serenity is this that you may say
But to me I am nothing and that is the way
No more I, only He everyway
All is Him... no more to say.

(Khan, BA)

Only You...

With every breath I shrug a tremor,
As he sends a shiver through my rudder,
I ask him what is my blunder,
Says he... it is like this once you surrender!

Where ever thou may settle ..shun the desire,
Make a home out of it even if it may be poor in attire.
I do not question Thee O' my Teacher,
I bow before Thee like a helpless creature."

Where there was nothing, I now see a new World,
Where there was you and me, I see only Thee unfurled.

(By:  Khan, BA)

Painting...

"The painting speaks thus
Of the strokes that shaped it's bust
All admire the colors and the crest
Few see the blood that colored it the best"

(By: Khan, BA)

Poet..

I am not a poet, nor this a poem from me,
I am nothing  nor do I intend to be,
I have this restlessness  that breeds in me,
I tried to tame it, instead it tamed me,
I become a slave, that is left of me,
I seek it as it seeks me,
I hear it as it hears me,
I love it as it loves me
I ain't separate , not it from me,
I say no more, now is not me,
I am it, as it is in me.

(b: Khan, BA)

Rain Drops..


“These rain drops keep falling on my head,
As I write these words to tell you my friend,
I ain’t no poet nor a man who takes poetry to bed,
But a simple being who believes that this whole world is his friend!”

(BA Khan)

Rose


This thorny Rose in my garden,
So beautiful that myself gets torn,
Its arched petals tell the words forbidden,
And the fragrance bespeaks of its beauty hidden,
The bough that bears it weight is never mistaken,
That it has a priceless gem for a crown,
Every day I touch it and it stings me with its thorn,
But the beauty I adore shields the pain,
I admire the bough that nourishes the beauty uncompare,
It buried itself to bear such priceless lovely sapphire.

(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)

Ship..



I sail my ship with proud plume of a sail,
On seas, deep blue and often brewing fiery gale,

The bow is of steel and the deck shines like peacock’s tail,
It has its magic and pure love full in its golden grail.

Through different lands I put my furling proud white sails,
And from all ports get glances as if intended for rising gale,

Moon my friend in the lofty night with stars shining above so bright,
Together we play and sing while twinkling diamonds keep  the vigil with their light.

Our song is love that fills my heart with soothing delight,
Till dawn thrusts its golden swords with full might,

And lo a new morn comes sending the ghosts away with its shining light,
For after the dark of the night the day is always bright,

The bow may tremble with fiery gales and sails may flutter with winds so light,
But then the shore looms near and all fear is a past blight,

The sea embraces the shore as if sleeping in its core,
Gently lapping the cheeks of its sandy shores,

Time is still abroad my ship Serenity,
She is my friend and I her lone rider in tranquility,

My muses I muse on her deck at night,
While she rides on the waves high to the oceans delight,

Deep in the ocean lies the shining Golden Pearl,
Whoso ever dives deep finds it in its curl.

And then the time is no more neither ship nor shore,
Believe me my friends it is no folklore,

Thus, is the journey of Serenity,
Its name all a wise tranquility,

If you wear a necklace of love, and heart is pure as innocent dove,
You will say what has been said is not a hearsay now.

(By: Khan, BA)

Silly...

Some call me silly and still some bad,
I am neither but how can that hold?
I want to be away from this crowd so mad,
To be at a place where everything is just at hold,
No morning and no evening and only serenity to behold,
A dreamer's dream that every lover dreams to behold.

(By: Khan, BA)

Single Sin...

Ten thousand rouges and a single sin,
Till I met my beholden Kin,
And then there were no more rouges and no more sin,
Only me and my faithful Kin.

(by: Khan, BA)

My sleep is no sweet slumber
but I am awake with fire inside
Don’t be fooled by my shell of timber
Inside soft waxy myself does reside
Though some may think it to be a riddle,
Others lonesome foolish words,
Those who play such a fiddle,
Know the truth in such reeds

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

(By : Khan, BA)

"A "Sufi" doesn't question any one..
Otherwise he is not the One..
Let the World run its Run,
It has its own caretaker, from whence we all come,
Who are you and me to decide why all this fun."

(BAK)

Pamper the bird inside your cage,
Pamper him with your blood and love,
Let him nourish on love so pure
So as he becomes immortal in age.

Close the gates of your heart,
Let it not tremble with every start,
Let it settle for for a soothing pace,
Let it abide by its holy grace.

If you know what I say
And imbibe the nectar as you may
The light will shine from within thee
And you will embrace the eternal glory.

(By: Khan, BA)

They..

Crawling dogs following twisted souls,
Making merry not knowing why,
Having curry, cooked from brother’s blood,
For they all belong to the Lucifer’s guild.

How come, how will they know the righteous path,
In their veins runs Lucifer’s drink with wrath,
Beware thee O’ knowing one,
The veils of Lucifer are thousand and one!

I pray to thee O' my Lord,
Keep me away from the fury of this lot,
And show me the way to serenity of my God,
And this prayer be answered O my Lord!  

(by: Khan, BA)

This Fire…

This fire you lit inside of me, my dear
It burns my body in every fiber
No flame nor smoke from anywhere
But tingling bells from its pure pyre
Soothing medicine to my utmost desire
They herald of your graceful attire
And take me through my wait for my dear
And when one is lost into another
All  merge to be one great sphere
It is thus and has been for ever
Only wise and knowing been there.

(by Khan, BA)

This world is a cage..
That is what says the sage,
It is a big big charm..
And taketh man to the greatest of harm,
What to you appears real..
Is just pure plain evil,
Once kissed by its lips..
It is difficult to leave its pits,
And when Adam slipped and fell..
He couldn't dwell,
In the Eternal Home of His Master..
Promise broken with such disaster,
Only one way to be back on the road..
Just follow the love that  lovers load,
It is lonely and may appear to have a bend..
But that is there to mend,
The lonely traveler of love..
Once there with your love,
There all is just none can tell..
It is ecstatic and oh beautiful,
So be on your way..
While there is still time left to pray."

(Khan, BA)

Khan BA Sep 2017
To My Friend...

"Me down in the lofty bed
As back is feeling like cold lead,
My faithful wife of so many years,
Comforts me best like yester years,
Though she herself is frail & slim,
But her courage is like that of a Hollywood film,
She is the best that I could get,
Otherwise who would take such a bet,
To love a fool of truthful days,
And a being so careless in worldly ways.
I am always thankful to HIM"
HE knows best to run this Realm "

(By: Khan, BA)

'Lost in thought, I stare at nothing
Without seeing anything I pass through it  all
Like a cascading waterfall
Only to be transparent in it all"

( Khan,BA  (C) 30-11-2012)

A pious man had two daughters beautiful set forth ,
Till one day he married then off both,
one wed the farmer and other wed the potter,
the wise man called on them a year after.

To the farmer’s wife he asked how she felt,
"A lot happy father, only there is one thing I want yet
We sowed some seeds and the rains have not made the fields wet",
Do not worry dear I'll pray after I have left.

As he crossed the fields green,
He prayed for the  clouds  to rain.
and went to see the other one of his lineage,
who lived yonder in the next village,.

To the potters wife he asked how she felt,
A lot happy father, only there is one thing I want yet,
We made some pots and the sun is not as hot as it should get,
The wise man sat up and soon he went out and left.

Under the big tree.. he knelt down and prayed
Asked His forgiveness, uttering these words as he raved,
O Lord.. thou are the only one to know what to do,
The wisest of all, thou only  knows what is the best..!"


This is a story narrated to me by my mentor (Moula)..longtime ago and I only gave it a shape of a poem. Before this I had posted  it on my Multiply blog.

(By: Khan, BA..01-1-2017)

The rain cascading from heavens above,
The drops melting on the velvet of your brow
Oh how we reached for each other somehow,
Like a wild rose hugging its supporting bough.
                                       *
Misty petals adoring the bees on its heaving *******
Lost in their frenzy  in their lovers nests
Consuming nectar from serene pits
Its sweetness only known to beloved's lips.
                                      *
Finally lover holding the beloved so tight
Together as one, enshrined in pure light
Its ribbons protecting it from the sight
But only lovers enjoy its  sweet delight.
                                      *
Who am I to describe this tale
Of the realms that live yonder in the Vale
Those few who unfurl their sail
Attire the cloaks of mute Abigail.
                                      *
(By: Khan, BA;(C)  Nov 14th, 2017)

Vampires in Town..

There is a fight among Vampires in the town,
It is said to be for the Vampire crown,
Even some leaving the ruling clan,
To join the opposite renegade clan,
Guess the blood there is more sweet,
Otherwise vampires rarely make a retreat,
These are not humans anymore,
Yet their kind always galore,
In and around this town for more,
Blood, plenty around and not sour,
It has been thus for pretty long,
In this town of Kashur gong,
But when the time will come,
They cannot stand the bright Sun,
But will wither like ashes in the wind,
This town will see last of them,
Sure oh sure the time has to come.
Till then let us watch their dance,
And keep alight our own furnace.

(by: 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)

Walk Tall..

Walk Tall my child walk tall,
The vultures will soon be gone..walk tall,
This razed land knows its blood in the fall,
As it imbibed the pious juice in its ***** afterall,
The tears that roll down from your aspen eyes,
Will nourish many a thristy soul that silently cries,
How will we forget the enemy that came,
And our own brethern of doubious fame,
That tore our home and stole our land,
And backed us to our last stand..
The time will come when it will be over,
And the sun will shine in the morning hour,
So be ready my little one,
Thou are sure the chosen one,
You have to rule these meadows and all,
So walk Tall..walk tall walk tall.

What Am I..

I am the dust, stuck to thy soles,
And wherever thou travel, there it goes,
No more no less, still I am yours,
It is now all that matters.

Me I belong to thee,
It is I know and what I see.
And when you smile, The smile is for me,
I know it, for the smile is me.

Since the moment, You offered me the cup of Ale,
There is a restlessness inside of me like that of un-abating gale,
Is this what they call love or when there is no veil,
Does it matter now that You have set my sail.

With each breath I breath your name,
I do not know but it is now my mane,
With each beat of my heart,
I feel as I am of your lot.

For the eve to come, I eagerly await,
To till my ship and happily sail,
In waters calm and free of gale,
To the land of Eternity, to the land of Divine realm.

(By: Khan, BA)

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)

What is small and what is big,
I am yet to know the jig,
To me all is the same old wig,
What lies beneath you have to dig,
To find neither small nor any big."

(Khan, BA 28-11-2017)

While Kashmir Slently Weeps...!!

My meadows, mountains, and my rivers and all
Weep silently over the  slain children this fall,
Those young buds who sleep in my ***** again,
Their pious blood nourishing their mother again.

How many of my children will miss the golden Sun
As it touches the Harmukh”s  proud crown,
Their unseeing orbs telling a different tale
Their mother silently crying a silent wail.

Those silent Jaffers and treacherous Qasims,
Will see their doom as sure as hell..
And  when their times comes as it will
Even my ***** will refuse their last morsel.

I gently weep over my slain children
Who went down for liberty and freedom,
The alien on the land will have to leave
I wait for the day as sure as I believe.

O’ Allah what more I have yet to endure
How many more I am yet to nurture
The tyrant is playing his ****** games
Brewing larceny and deception in his veins.

Be ONE my children of The Vale
As only then the enemy will fail
Strike him down like tornedo gale
End his rule from my ***** dale.


(by: Khan, BA)

I am what I was meant to be,
No more, No less I was made to be
This cage that holds the amber,
May be looking ugly and under,
But it is meant to be like it was created,
By the Master Himself and then saved,
So who am I to change the way,
When it is bound one day to decay
As the amber leaves on its way...
(Khan, BA)

Wine?

Sure, wine has been tasted by sages and sinners too,
And wine is from grapes, so sweet a fruit,
But the wine of sages is wine of love,
And wine of sinner is direct from Lucifer!
I do not know right and I do not know wrong,
But two sweet words of  lover’s song,
That etched an invisible flaming key hole,
That turns the fly wheel of my soul.

(By: Khan, BA) 27-09-2008

Wish of a Young Bird..

I dare not touch the sky, O' mother,
But please teach me just to fly...
There are lands beyond the hills to cover,
And many oceans to glide over.
To feel the wind ripple through my flaxen hair,
And white clouds glide by my rudder...
So Please teach me just to fly,
Even though I dare not touch the Sky.

(By: Khan, BA)