Laugh, for there is hope yet,

Fear not, even though the sun gasps and tonight sets,

Weep not, for there is a day upon the morrow,

Wipe away your tears, unhook your sorrow,

Be calm, in these waters you will again swim,

Dream now, your desires and lust for life shall never dim,

Sing, let the melody of your soul take flight,

Dance now, embrace the line of life without a fight,

Hate not, for he with the rod knows not,

Remember love, let anger in the river rot.



©Rangzeb Hussain

Freedom comes at a dread price,
Those who peddle it are the offspring of vice,
Slavery is what is often at the market sold,
It is "Freedom" we are by these sellers told,
All over our vast globe
All the mongers sit and spit on our souls,
Everywhere everyone is consumed by hatred
Nothing anymore is scared,
Our world is violently pillaged and raked,
Peace, when will it awake?



©Rangzeb Hussain

Feed the famine of your Love
Not with Anger
Nor with War,
Treat it with innocent Truth
And ladle it with Compassion,
Remove the fat of Intolerance
And cleanse away oily Greed,
Cut out the coiled intestine of Hate
And discard the bones of Envy,
Sprinkle on some sweet Charity
And garnish the dish with Kindness,
Heat it with Respect
And bake it with universal Knowledge,
Only then will it birth a tender and aromatic Peace.



©Rangzeb Hussain

My soul today in blood did weep,
Shorn are my wings and my head ensnared in necromantic sleep,
For she who I love
have loved
will love,
She silenced me with silence,
The reckless world does cruelly mock and never sees
those without a voice,
There is no freedom in forced choices,
Responsibility, I have been informed,
was yesterday in the sewer drowned,
Thus it is I have learnt
the lesson by being on the crossroad broken and burnt,
My storm flavoured lady
do you really see me as infernal Hades?

"Why hast thou so easily
forsaken
One
who would sail the endless
uncharted oceans
at your bidding?"

I was always yours to command,
Your sweet word was my bond,
This night I stand mute by the crest of the craggy cliffs,
All these wrecks were once my dreaming ships,
My life so swiftly nailed
before it could upon the horizon set and sail.

On the windswept crag my mind swirls and aches,
My heart each and every day now hotly blisters and bakes,
One look back do I take
for to glance yet again and slake
my thirst at the fountain of your devastating smile,
You tell me we shall nevermore be reconciled,
Then I am no more!
I plummet to the depths of the foaming shore,
Just a speck in the moonlight,
Carrion crows shall not be denied their delight,
They shall feast upon the carcass of the morrow,
Already thou hast forgot me and my sorrow.

O, my love!
I love you yet, my dove!
****** though I be
and even though my eyes be closed your beauty yet I see!
O, come back to me please
And cut down my corpse from this weeping Judas tree.



©Rangzeb Hussain