ASIF SULTAN MATTA

Dying Words 27-02-2016 Asif Sultan A storm like feeling; a terrible tide; a huge flood of emotions within me deluging the edifices of my hopes; a constant onus of something alien Bending me down to stare at the cealing With wide open deluge effected soaked eyes Words scattered around me, failed-- Failed to help me to vent what I feel They're also crying and wailing on my state They've emulated eyes, accepted their fate I hear the hiccups of my words Dying they are... No candle they can hold to my eyes My eyes, though sunken, didn't turn sterile My eyes work where my words fatigue They've kneeled down to these two rich wells No guess when this gushing river stops flowing And saves the world from drowning... I'm afraid if it never does There'll be a deluge of Noah, But no one will survive this time, Everything will get drowned No life: nothing and none I'm afraid there'd be such devastation...

My Lovely Friends 24-02-2016 Asif Sultan Matta Five shining stars gleamed my heart, Flowers of ecstasy they always cart; And sew moments with catchy threads, Vanish all gloom, scowl and threats; They sing, they chant like koel birds The songs of love to shake off frets They sing aloud with zeal and love Adoration for me and care lot of, Twinkle they like these shining stars in this silent night and dark, above; No room for sarrow, as they're around No tears, no fears, nor whining sounds Full of elation is their company, Reason to live finds always ground. To make me smile they're always keen, Wish I that God extend their sheen I love plenty my dearest friends Naughty Sana and Sam's trends Asiya, the sober and loving Sana And blonde darling dear Ambreen. (Dedicated to Sana, Asiya, SanaGul, Sam and Ambreen) Thank you all for celebrating my Birthday with exuberance and joy...

Bleeding Queries  17-02-2016 Asif Sultan Matta Reserved all my judgements on you, but my queries and questions are ceaseless and in abundance-- I will ask... Will ask you when my tired sunken wet eyes are not searching for you in the milieu around between the dawn and dusk, but in the darkness--  deep dusky darkness of moonless night, when nothing is visible around and I find-- I find You in me, eyes closed leaking the tears, and asking you a thousand questions... You may not hear my queries laden sobs, but I will keep on shedding tears to seep out all my grievances through my squinting eyes... I have no choice but to cry and question, to save my heart's bewilderment by the accumulated interrogations, which may form a crude judgement to taint my love. that'd be worse than death to me-- I can't bear, thus I cry to wrench my heart dry off the bleeding queries...