Poetry Blogs (2019, lullaby)
As this first night knows me
as my soul becomes its dream
I understand my small being
is one with time's vast scream.
Even now I know between
my heart's first aspen flutter
and its last soft ashen beat
endless dark passions must clutter
my every empty lonely night
and bear down to hold my mind;
only this one moment knows a calm:
a velvet dark - a fusty smell - fi...
Thursday 10th October 2019 4:23 pm
It’s time to put away the toys
And lay your heads down sleepy boys
Wearied now from all that play
Because you’ve had a busy day
Hush those drowsy tears and sighs
It’s time to rest and close your eyes
So come my little manikins
Let Mommy kiss and tuck you in
Monday 8th October 2018 6:11 pm
By: Mirza Sharafat Hussain Beigh
My sight caught few papers scattered
On the shelf, sunk in time.
I wiped dust cautiously from papers,
So words could remain intact.
Yet, soul energetic and each word
Sustaining therein, though condoling.
And a number of couplets
Each on paper finding reciter.
I pushed the window to let air in
And perched on old window frame‟s sill, wide and thick.
Tuesday 10th October 2017 3:37 pm