ahsiam
10-04-2009, 01:20 PM
moment in a silent meditation
what he knows in what he sees-
none for what he feels;
what he hears and which symphony dies
beyond mistic disputation,
when he looks for a changed part
of a change or a discovery.
he conceals a vision of transparency
whose blunt laws make an affection of mind-
what obscurity had those eyes have
if it captures you in silence and you lose yourself?...
sharing of colour, he takes the life of it
when nothing changes
except for the motion of a moving nature,
where he seeks for a person
whose soul meets body.
catastrophe of his mind wreaths him beneath
when he leaves for an unknown sphere
and theres no hint of prophecy
but they said-
encroachment of his spirit left behind.
-maliha maisha rahman
This poem is dedicated to one of my close friends on his birthday.He has been so wonderful to me always.I hope he enjoys a long and wonderful life ahead.
what he knows in what he sees-
none for what he feels;
what he hears and which symphony dies
beyond mistic disputation,
when he looks for a changed part
of a change or a discovery.
he conceals a vision of transparency
whose blunt laws make an affection of mind-
what obscurity had those eyes have
if it captures you in silence and you lose yourself?...
sharing of colour, he takes the life of it
when nothing changes
except for the motion of a moving nature,
where he seeks for a person
whose soul meets body.
catastrophe of his mind wreaths him beneath
when he leaves for an unknown sphere
and theres no hint of prophecy
but they said-
encroachment of his spirit left behind.
-maliha maisha rahman
This poem is dedicated to one of my close friends on his birthday.He has been so wonderful to me always.I hope he enjoys a long and wonderful life ahead.