A Poem that Went Astray

A song that meets
the curlicues of winter steam
in mid-air
strains and disappears just the same
like a top C
that isn’t quite there
but tries anyway.
a song will have its way
the heart will have its language
and seeks the form it needs to speak.

I nestle within the hollow of
the songs that haunt me.
They flew away
I watched them flee
to horizons and the heaving seas
they sang of. I couldn’t
go with them, tried
but they were nowhere to be found
too much time had passed
and heart was called back to other shores.

Perhaps one day
they’ll reappear
infuse my willing atmosphere
on a winter’s whisper morning
or a night’s misty dream.

© N. Nazir 2021

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Alpha + Omega

Ardently, you insist on
Bugging me with the
Chinks in your armour, not without
Drama. You pinpoint me with your
Eyes, sometimes strong, sometimes
Flailing. I won’t tell you how
Glad it makes me to
Humour your ostensible
Idiosyncrasies. Still, I
Jump at the chance to flee for you are too
Keenly observing my every
Little lingering
Move, unnervingly, unblinkingly
Narrowing your eyes as you
Open your mind to the infinite
Possibilities of this moment that courts us.
Querolous currents run
Riot under your skin, my
Skin. I have to
Turn away. Your gaze burns the
Undulating curve of my neck to shoulder, so
Viscerally there,
Waking up my raw inner selves, more
X-rated than I first imagined.
You say yes far too quickly.
Zen-like, after a pause…I do too.

Acrostic #59

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© N. Nazir 2021