I clutched till fingers bled,Built altars to the dead.Deep down, a stubborn lightOutlived that longest night.Whoever was to blame;I leave that silent name.The ghost of where I’ve been —Moving on, no longer seen. — Jatinder Singh , the lousy poet © Written 1-Oct-2026
A Winter’s Morn Unlike the Bard, Who liked the summer, I’ll compare thee To a winter’s morn — A rainy thunder, A midnight breeze, A wild hurricane in that deep blue sea. ‘Cause you’re much more, Than mine eyes could see — Than words could breathe, Whilst this heart doth bleed. (cough) (cough) Every breath […]
Not Mir, nor Meera, Not Firaq — nor Faiz! Pick a name from Madeira, A name — to amaze! Not Jafri or Barelvi, Not Faraz — nor Daagh, “How exotic — you want it? A shayar from Prague!” Not Quadri, not Azmi, Not Momin, not Raaz! “Too fast? — Well, pause me!” “Let’s repeat it […]
A wise-man with frosty dreadlocks, Once galloped up my street. I asked, “What you got, Sir?” He retorted, “Anything to eat?” He had his full; me still gravely famished, I kept quiet awhile, lest I be admonished, “Sir! What is this Life? Pray, do demystify! I don’t want to live. I don’t want to die!” […]
’TIL DEATH DO US PART! To dearest (would-be) husband: As I wistfully move my fingers, Over the soft lips in your photograph, That I affectionately hold in my hand, Which I took when I bid thee adieu, At that bus station — teary-eyed — Lips — that have uttered a thousand, ‘I love yous’ in […]
Like a speck of dust, of a star — far away — that still dares to flicker, rimming the Milky Way! Like an obscure flower, intoxicated by it’s own fragrance, girdled by the ‘great walls’, that veil it’s glistening petals, from the wandering eyes that, know not what they haven’t seen! And yet the gentle […]
Heart-broken with wounds — not yet scars, The bloody dagger still stuck in the back, With pristine tears welled up in the raging rain! But O Storm! Don’t you be so proud! You don’t know — what stuff I’m made of ! — Jatinder Singh , the lousy poet © Written 6-Sep-2017
Dare to Re-Love! I wonder — what’s more beautiful, Than a broken heart, that dared to love again? Those fingers that once, trembled to touch, Those words that forever clogged up the throat, Those eyes that went sore washing up the shore, That heart that pumped Well — that’s all it did! But now as […]
Life — A Race? Or is it a walk, a jog or a stroll? A sprint or is it — for the long haul! I wonder if it’s a race or — a maze? Well, for the amazed rat — it’s all a haze! Some choose not to be a part of this race! Some […]
Well — I usually write long poems — but here are a couple quick short ones! Hope you like it! 🙂 Inside my shroud She came and wept, After realizing my love — And I was so selfish, that I kept my eyes closed — inside my shroud — She was my drug She was […]