ZA SHAH

By Dr Agha Inamullah Khan

I am a wanderer wandering in the wilderness of my life,

Leaning beside the wall; pondering over wrongs and rights.

Holding this hollow box; my cam in my hands,

Searching for my own reflections in the emptiness; inhabited with a single dot where I belong.

Are you there!

My own voice echoes back at me in search of a company.

So many faces

Some smiling some with tangled gaze in despair

 So many hugs

And palms Kiss

As do the lips

An endless bliss throughout the day,

Yet; still starving like a mouth of a rock grain crusher echoing its rotation

 Hungry for its prey

Where am I! , why and for what,

Travelling endless paths without a destiny

Constantly bearing, my soul that heaps inside with this mutiny

Call me a rebel or an atheist if you please,

God is lost Himself and is using me in search of His nonexistent devastating breed.

Testing me at times as Hitler, Napoleon,

And as Einstein or Edison

I have tried them all and even acted out Charlie Chaplin,

Stripping my soul, exposing to me my hypocrite self

But then I laugh and smile at Him,

He couldn't do it better without me.

December 30th 2012