Tonight amazement is afresh
like the newborn staring around
with eyes wide-open, eyes that are
yet to see.
The language isn’t foreign.
I never learnt it but fills my
eardrums with wonder. Nusrat mastered
the tongue of unspoken.
Verses contain infinity, wrapping Iqbal’s Khudi.
And if i do find solace
I would forgo it. I am
A Sea of torrents tonight.
The gossips of jibrael, I fail
to grasp yet again. But i dive
into infinity tonight. And if i drown
I would rise again, he promised.
The stars may conspire against me
but I freed them tonight, along with Laila.
Tonight I choose reality over
rationality. I stand tall tonight.