flagging story

 flagging story

the rising crescent peering through the hydro cables clear sky dusky orange hues and still wondering about the waning moon of the flag #tpoem www.baithuk.blogspot

9:24pm · 31 Jul 2022 · Twitter for Android

flowing

 flowing

the lonely cloud stealthily trailing the ship the blue water unawares flows on uncaring #tpoem baithuk.blogspot.com

11:29pm · 30 Jul 2022 · Twitter for Android

sheh'r kay log

 sheh'r kay log

sheh'r kay log
kahaaN ghayab ho ga'aye haiN
her soo' robot hee robot
aatay haiN nazar
kaun baatla'aye ga humaiN
sheh'r kay log
kahaaN ghayab ho ga'aye haiN

#tpoem
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thundering silence

 thundering silence

the canvas stares
the brushes don't talk
the morning hue
and the dusk red
glare and scrutinize
silence reigns,  stifles
the imprisoned image
in the subconscious
and the vacuity
again humbles

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

borrowing colours

 borrowing colours

from partridge's coyness
peacock's arrogance
night sky's glittering stars
necklace's enchantment
anklet's allure
infant's smile
gathered them all 
on the palette
picked up the brushes
and a sudden vacuity
humbled me

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

little do they know

 little do they know

the slide has begun
mixed with tumultuous uproar
and troubling rumination
the mirage of hope
plays with the psyche

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com
july 26

sirate mustaqeem

 sirate mustaqeem

there were two paths

    in parallel
        i walked 
            and walked on
searching 
for a divergent path
that never came
and could not take
the one "less traveled by"

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

Francisco Ribeiro

@fraveris

Chris Williamson ‘Country Walk ‘

1:53 PM · Jul 25, 2022·Twitter Web App

reckoning

 reckoning

the shadow
this shadow
does not part

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

state-sponsored rape

 state-sponsored rape

if the country
were a maiden
commoners notice 
signs of gang rape
the participants?
country's entrenched elites
feudal, nouveau riche 
army, bureaucracy, judiciary
barring exceptions

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com


@sheilabenson
What's happening in Pakistan ?

adrift

 adrift

religion
relationships
reality
politics
rudderless

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

#PunjabCM

less is less

 less is less

wingless prayer
hopeless fervor
rudderless sailing
loveless relationship

lifeless living

artless existence
meaningless tweets
(the last is me)

#tpoem
https://baithuk.wordpress.com/

hearing but not listening

 hearing but not listening

happens frequently
    between
friends, lovers
husbands, wives
parents, teenagers
    mostly harmless
but when politicians
    and
supreme court judges
fall for it
    hell ensues

#tpoem


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missing persons

 missing persons

just before 11 pm newscast
a local announcer asks
do you know where your children are

there in the land of the pure
for decades, children ask
where is my father

all and sundry know
who kidnaps those men
but the kidnappers
are unaccountable
       and untouchable

#tpoem baithuk.wordpress.com

aik din aur guzar gaya

 aik din aur guzar gaya

aik din aur guzar gaya
           alhamd
laikin yeh souchay b'ghair
mushkil hay rehna
kaisay guzarta hoga

oon baychaaroN ka
           ik ik lamha

#tpoem
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another lesson unlearned

another lesson unlearned

lie through your teeth
makeup allegations
flood the media
cook up religious injunctions
fool the gullible
again
          and again
a lesson learned well
from the machiavellian pirs

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

playing with fire

 playing with fire

at the bloor street festival
they were playing with fire
it was a controlled display
not the fire politicians play
for power, for global warming
and we are the spectators
who pay for their follies

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

walking dead

 walking dead

striving
is life
and living
the otiose
are walking dead

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

love, lust, need

 love, lust, need

love supreme - spiritual
love -   physical
lust -    vicarious  
lust -    physical  
need -  spiritual  
need -  physical
all a conundrum
a catalyst
for pensive moments

#tpoem
https://baithuk.wordpress.com

gnothi seuton*

 gnothi seuton*

'let us go then, you and i"
(sorry t s eliot)*
revisit the temple of apollo
to relearn the three maxims
'know thyself'
'nothing to excess'
and
'certainty brings insanity'
'then etherised upon a table....
till human voices wake us, and we drown.'

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/44212/the-love-song-of-j-alfred-prufrock

in or out?

 in or out?

out of billions
there are countless
    who are neither
        in nor out
they are adrift
   rudderless and
        au courant
in mid-lake

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

Sheila Benson@sheilabensonYou're either In or you're Out. Most of us are Out. Most of those who believe themselves to be Insiders are mistaken.

such kehdooN / to tell the truth

such kehdooN / to tell the truth

our daily interactions
are seldom with those
below the poverty line

ger tu bura na maanay
humari rozmurrah ki baat cheet
ghurbat ki lakeer
say neechay waloN kay saath
shaaz o nadar hee hoti hay

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

justujoo

 justujoo

justujoo
umr e daraz ki

ger oosay
paa bhee liya

tou fana
hojaiNgay hum

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

wishes and happiness

 wishes and happiness

wishes
    happiness
        a placebo
for the proletariat
        a panacea
for the bourgeoise
        two words
impacting differently

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

when the internet is down

 when the internet is down

adrift
     rudderless
with the umbilical cord
          cut off
we float
                    in sanity

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

daastan e ish'q

 daastan e ish'q

kaisa shauq
kahaaN ka ish'qh
humnay tou jaan haazir ki thi
kaha oos shokh nay
chand toR lao you janaiN

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

delusions of grandeur

 delusions of grandeur

this cannot be
cannot be...
      a poem
boris johnson
imran khan
donald trump
vladimir putin

#tpoem
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the mirage

the mirage

the delineation
between true and untrue
      blurred
between fact and fiction
      foggy
they commingle
      to survive
and we grasp
believe and disbelieve
in the misty outfield

#tpoem
baithuk.wordpress.com

Sheila Benson @sheilabenson
Must a "story" be true ?