Tahiya Nuzhat

Tahiya Nuzhat Aug 2016

In the new dawn that is looming
Your shadow in the center,
The flower, not blooming
Yet-
This darkness wills a peaceful surrender.

Tahiya Nuzhat Aug 2016

My Sabr

The river flew,
Breaking the dam of human convenience;

Tell me where to meet you,
In ether.

The river is flowing
But this wind, its a shrew.

'Sabr' means patience, inspite of apparent lack of manifestation, keeping faith.

Tahiya Nuzhat Aug 2016

Mute

An enchanting shadow
Or an arguable truth?

Your apparent presence-
In reality it haunts;

Faded, appearing,
Like a glitch in transmission
Something warm or cold;

Who are you, really?
Why am I on hold?

Tahiya Nuzhat Jan 2016

On Becoming and Resurrection

She slowly opened her eyes,
Shooting firecrackers into the sky,
And just like that, all was light
Gracefully ablaze, much obliged.

Tahiya Nuzhat Aug 2014

Let us be.

Let us fly,
Free us.

Let us be,
Don’t hold us.

Love is not what it used to be
Let us not **** over the tears.

Tahiya Nuzhat Aug 2014

The Not-So-Delicates

Flowers in the wall
Did you see them bloom?
Vines crept up the water pipe
Like little yellow sprinklers in the sun.

The bricks that form the canvas
Building the concrete in time
Break! says the wind
Not so fast, smiles the vine.

Tahiya Nuzhat Jul 2014

A Beautiful Breath

The rose stood high
In humble elegance.

Happy to just be,
A poem,
A memory,
An outburst-

Happy to be,
Smiling,
In silence.