Sunday, September 25, 2005

If We’re Two…

If we’re two
Then why do
I see one
Wispy-shaped shadow
At the brazen sun
Gliding past
Or even
Falling behind
On the turns
We take
On a road
To nowhere.
Ambling aimlessly
Perhaps lading
Empty-eyed wishes
With few
Heartfelt moments
That may roll down
Our cheeks
When the one
I see
Is two again.

© Dan Husain
May 1, 2005

Tuesday, September 13, 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.

Copyright ©2002 Dan Husain

Thursday, September 08, 2005

the poet as a lover . . .

these trickling drops of rain
that traverse from your eyes to your lips
and then break into a surreal flame
urge me like a moth to hum paeans
and perish at the threshold of our kiss


© Dan Husain
September 8, 2005