Poems by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Rainfall tonight

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Let me return to past; let me recall tonight
With me cries, each corner and wall tonight

What let flowers to slit throat in my garden
Who has provoked the curse to fall tonight?

My screams have awoken people from Sleep
Separation to be mourned in rainfall tonight

He may be Abbas-ibn-Ali, collecting tears
Mourners have sighted him tall tonight

Mirza, your phone is ringing since evening
Who told you to deny her call tonight?

Story of Night

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

So you are lost in dreams so deep whole night
And I longs to hear phone’s beep whole night

At dawn, I realized, my awakening
Though my destiny remained asleep whole night

I know the remedy, I know the toxin…
What to lose, and what to keep whole night

Then she might have waited for my return
This is what made me to weep whole night

Sharafat – night is to sleep – not to write
Don’t let enemies to creep whole night

I call Him Azrael

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Is this the end?
I ask ‘Azrael’
Where shall I depart
Where shall I restart
Where to take my heart?
What if the answer is silence
And if
Angel of Death
Steals my breath
And Says:
“We Love you more
Then you adore
Your Leila”
What Shall I say
On that day
When I will be alone on my way

A Visit to Graveyard

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

On Thursday evening
I pray near a Grave in Kashmir
Incense sticks
And candles
Lit in bundles
Aroma makes me feel
As I kneel

This is land of my forefathers
Where they rest
I too look for a place nearest
I belong to these graves
Here my soul craves
To sleep till eternity
In the Eden of divinity
What else Should I ask
That has more dignity

Scattered Beauty

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

And then
When the night nighed
Her beauty sighed
She looked again into mirror
Beauty scattered by any error
Her face is a piece of cheater
Expert as liar quite neater
Then smoke emanated
As if my wishes detonated
Glasses broke into pieces
Ashamed of reflecting her face
To my Love, this is disgrace

Invaded Identity

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

I am me
Who said this?
So is my body
An invaded custody
Occupied by her
Thoughts and memories
Two sided glossaries
Not a reflection is mine
That would determine
My own identity
Out of my sanctity

I may be a string
Of any cacophonous Sitar
Where she creates
On my wounds
Riot of sounds
Without bounds

Words about to break

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

Why don’t you kill me
By the speed of light
And forget those times
When evenings vanished
On our wet heads
And when we together
Sighed so much that
We were prone to break
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Let me hold you
In my endless arms
Where I will lose you
In the depth of Love
And I will find you
Again in the dreams
The dreams those
Crave for my sleep
In my sleepless nights

In His Wait!

a poem by Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh

When did I say, like this you wait?
To fix your gaze on my portrait.
In yearning of me, she is dazed,
Thorns in hand firmly she seized,
Without a blink, her eyes freezed.

(A girl deep in love with poet waits for him,
when mirza is late enough to make her weep In His Wait.
Mirza Expresses his concern for beloved.)