Monday, March 21, 2005


In silvery moonlit nights
In orange dew laden dawns
In fantasy's intoxicating flights
In memories that twist and haunt
In rising tenor of Sufi chants
In faint hopes that wishes grant
In prickly summer afternoons
In cathartic rains of monsoon
In splashing water of Ganges
In romance's defiant madness
In a mother's peaceful visage
In a prophet's impending presage
In a child's loving embrace
In a woman's beautiful face
In brisk walks on glistening malls
In rush hour traffic snarls
In heady conversations & coffee sessions
In this soul's self seeking moments
I do what I do best
Lay few unfinished thoughts to rest.

Dan Husain

Copyright ©2002 Danish Husain


Pragya said...

I can never let unfinished thoughts rest, they keep knawing at me, seeking closure. I envy you your soul-seeking moments!

Praneeta Paradkar said...

you said it! Dan!
all poets go thr' this thankfully transient but schizoid existence...balancing reality and emotion...precariously at times...

very well worded...

Pincushion said...

Beautifully worded...
'Lay few unfinished thoughts to rest...'
...only to rise up again..
loved the conjured up images :)