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A Seeker

If you’re reading this it means I might be dead, 

Was I out or laying in my bed, 

Life flashing in front of my eyes, 

All the things unsaid, 

Did I die of natural causes, 

Or killed by a fed, 

Soul is leaving my body, 

A glooming dread, 

Taking my time, 

To think about my crime, 

The past caught up to me, 

So I am looking ahead, 

All the mysteries revealed, 

I surrender and yield, 

Should I be feeling regret instead, 

But there is no remorse in me, 

Broken shackles, now I am free, 

To be, to see, to flee, 

To blink, to think, of thee, 

Marvel at her sight, 

So ravishing, her majesty, 

These songs I sing, 

Often of love, 

Sometimes of theory of string, 

This universe in the multiverse, 

Mind singing, captured in verse, 

The dimensions are thirteen, 

The ever learning observer so keen, 

The possibilities are infinite, 

Expanding every second in every minute, 

Surrounded by darkness of space, 

Don’t be shy, do not hide your face, 

But there is also light, 

Nebulas and Quasars and Polaris in sight, 

Spinning at a magical pace,

The mega clusters of galaxies in a race, 

Sucked into black holes, and spit out of white holes, 

Meeting some aliens and asked them their life goals,

No languages needed,

Threats from extra terrestrial unheeded,

Communicating through our minds,

When one seeks something, he always finds,

So I am an observer, a seeker,

A wanderer, a secret keeper,

A dying man, on pale blue dot,

Or a memory, in someone’s thought. 

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Cycle of death and birth

Oh you of weak mind,
Forever in pursuit,
Unable to find,

Running after lust,
Nothing to hold on,
Lost in a pile of dust,

No reason or rhyme,
Mindless living existence,
Guilty, absent crime,

Nightmare or a tragic tale,
No Princess or evil Queen,
Drinking tears from holy grail,

Think and think I must,
This mindful mind singing,
Mysterious children of stardust,

They explore, invent and make,
Innovate and improve upon,
Some are giving, while others take,

Their humanity and compassion,
Their small acts of kindness,
Falling in love and passion,

This beautiful life and earth,
Our small pale blue dot,
This cycle of death and birth,

Oh you curious of mind,
Never stop the pursuit,
What you seek, may you find.

Sometimes

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about what could be,
Would be or what should be,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about the choices,
Secret vices and the voices,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I lose myself in the music,
electronic and acoustic,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I stare at the canopy of the sky,
Beautiful sober, marvelous high,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about her green eyes,
Deep as Nile or like a moon rise,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about her green eyes,
Her imminent betrayal, her lustful lies,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about ending it,
Faking it and pretending it,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I want to grow wings and fly,
Courage to defy gravity and deny,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about the infinite earth,
Rewind life back from death to birth,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Times are difficult and hard,
Lethally wounded and scared,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Close your eyes and feel,
Someone to tend you and heal,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Someone might try to become the one,
Bringing some joy in life and some fun,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
You let your guard down,
Joker dressed up as a clown,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Twisted emotions just take a hold,
Going off script, not doing what you’re told,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Life is a fairy tale,
Sitting with a pint of ale,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Life is not a fairy tale,
You may fall and often fail,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Someone could use a hand,
Needing your help to stand,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Do good without a reward,
Pen is mightier then the sword,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
Stop and sit and ponder and think,
Close eyes and open them to blink,
As I lay some truth down in these verses,
Infinite creations in infinite multiverses,
Yet here you are a conscious being,
All observing, all seeing,

 

Sometimes, sometimes,
I think about what could be,
Who I would be? who I should be?

My Zen State

I have lived a long long life,
Full of ups and down and strife, 

There have been many versions of me,
Ali one, Ali two and Ali three, 

I made many friends along the way,
Some of them come and go but others always stay, 

But in my heart I’ve always been a loner,
Love to be by myself, alone, a stoner, 

Because alone I can unleash my restless mind and swim,
To search the heavens and the Earth, to find Him, 

When the cusriosity grows,
And the creativity flows, 

When the mind begins to sing,
Let it fly and attach no string, 

All the moments of life,
I think and I think back,
The good, the bad,
The white, the black, 

But this life is shades of grey,
Hunter sometimes, sometimes prey,
Sometimes sad, sometimes gay,
Sometimes deny Him, sometimes pray, 

This is not crisis of identity,
This cursed blessing is my penalty,
Its self inflicted, not from the Immortal Entity
This is, by design, my design, my eternity 

My choices mingled with my fate,
Chose to love and forgot the hate,
This is me, this is my zen state,
This wonderful life, feels so great,

The Journey Of Life

Sitting alone in a rainy day,

Tired of games, too bored to play,

Nothing left to do, no demons to slay,

No one to please, no one to obey,

 

Panic, disorder, crisis of identity,

Is someone out there, any entity?

 

In the world of grey, there is no black and white,

Darkness is everywhere, no hope here, no light,

 

In this scarcity of matter, the emptiness is atomic deep,

What is real or imagination, what to lose, what to keep,

 

Finding God in this infinite multiverse,

Athiests fool themselves, but why are religions diverse?

 

In the grand scheme of things, who am I?

Do I matter, or will I just fade and die?

Will someone remember, will they cry?

Thinking of a guy who used to get high,

 

Endless dreams shattered in endless screams,

But I am still here, dreaming the impossible dreams,

 

Fighting for a future that may never be,

But the real fun is in the journey you see.

Thoughts in My Head

Does she think of you, did she care?

Was it just, is it fair?

Memories of past haunt me in my sleep,

Sometimes I lay in bed awake and weep, 

Why cant we flip the switch and forget,

The pain, the hurt and the regret,

I smile and I drink and I dance and I hide, 

The wounds, the scars, the broken side,

I am too proud to return, to ever go back,

Have to look ahead, put life on a different track,

.different track

.different track

.different track

I am happy, I have moved on,

I believed in love but I was proved wrong,

Life without love is a happy life,

No headache or drama, freedom, no wife, 

Come party with me and enjoy this delight,

The sun is shinning and the day bright, 

No reason to be sad,

You are alive, dont be mad, 

Just smoke some pipe and be glad,

.be glad

.be glad

.be glad

Survival of the fittest is evolution,

The time has come for a revolution,

Rise, rise, rise and take it all, 

The time has come for the empire to fall,

Freedom and love for everyone,

Discriminate against no one,

Rise, rise, rise against the powers, 

Crush down and destroy all these towers,

The avalanche of love will sweep the world,

Join hands with me and lets save the world.

Evolve

“You are stuck with me for life”, he used to say..
But fact is nobody is stuck with anybody for life..
Life is like a river, flowing..it changes..air changes, climate changes, weather changes..everything changes..you change..the cells on your body change, old cells die and new cells are born to take their place, even your skin changes..you are not the same person you were yesterday..time changed you..time passes..endless flow which started from the beginning, if there was a beginning, and will continue till the end, if there is one..
Earth keeps revolving around the sun which keeps revolving around a blackhole which keep moving through time and space.. it doesnt stop turning, not for you, not for me, nor for any sage, any rich or poor, any prophet..everything is in motion..from cluster of galaxies amd their trillions of stars to the electrons inside an atom..if you stop, then the world leaves you behind..the universe leaves you behind..
Its wrong to expect things to be remain the same and same is true for people..people evolve, like everything else evolves..what we can do is just accept the changes and learn to live with them and evolve

Here at the top of world

Here at the top of world I see
I see buildings tall and cities
Cities and trees and birds whisper
Whispering songs of joy
Joy and love, these beautiful words
Words of peace and heart
Heart which is lonely alone
Alone in this time
Time is evolution
Evolution of heart and mind
Mind that is racing
Racing to face the challenges
Challenges which are in front
Front which I will confront
Confront and fight
Fight and survive
Survive and live
Live and breath
Breath the air
Air of fresh breeze and smoke
Smoke smoke i will not choke
Choke the bad memories
Memories that haunt
Haunt me inside out
Out of heart out of sight
Sight I love
Love is big word
Word or an illusion
Illusion which kills
Kills the desires
Desires which we have
We have and then we lose
Lose the faith
Faith which is essential
Essential to life
Life which I see
Here at the top of world I see

They are here

He woke up from a dream..good or bad he didnt know..it was a strange dream for it had roots in reality yet it was so alien to him..
He looked at wall clock while still laying in bed and saw it were 30 past 8..he turned to the other side to see the sun shinning bright..
He got up and sat on his bed..the memory of his dream still in his head..what did it mean, he wondered to himself..was it just a dream or a vision from future..he shook his head and got up from the bed..
He had plans today..he needed to go to university and study and get a hair cut and get water from his uncle’s house and exercise..
Exercise, he had been feeling his body aching at weird places and his back..he needed to get back in shape..sitting in front of computer and playing games and studying in his chair had taken a toll on his body..
He made himself breakfast..
Tomorrow was Eid, a happy festive day..he couldn’t wait to wear his new dress that his dad bought him..he was glad..he packed his back pack and left for the bus..
The sun was shinning hot..hotter then any other day..he went to the bus stop and sat and waited..he looked up at the sun through his sun glasses..it was bright and brilliant..the sky was bluish white with some cloud here and there..
He heard a weird sound that startled him..it was a strange hump sound..loud and deep..he got up looking around for the source but found none..he sat back again..
He pulled out his pipe from his pocket and filled it with tobacco..he began to smoke..and it was good..and relaxing..
The sound came again and he again looked around trying to find the source..he glanced again at the sun and then he saw it..
A small black dot..black or some other dark color..he kept staring at it as the object began to grow..becoming larger and larger by the second..perhaps some new italian space craft or international space station passing by Earth or or..he ran out of rational explanations in his mind as the strange sound once again originated from it..
He got up at once..he had seen it before..it was familiar to him but it shouldn’t have been..the object was the size of a whole football field hovering in sky..covering the sun slowly..the darkness spreading around him..
People started coming out of their homes looking up..fear in their eyes..screams and yells and curses..
Then a voice spoke in a language he knew not..He got scared and excited..

They were here!