http://slow.writerscafe.org/abdulrocks The original writings of author Abdul Aziz en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775981053 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Have you ever had a whiff of a stale mask?There's a piquant weight attached to it,As if the user's every word and every taskHolds it down just a little while, a little bit.You can feel the breath of a dying aunt,A wailing son, a crying mother,The tears of a distraught confidantAnd th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/2178017/ The ache and din of cars and sundriesOr their apparitions, I cannot really say,As they waft through the melting streets Of Chennai on a rather brusque summer day,Is drowned by this stately sigh of treesAnd the considerate breeze that coosAnd caresses the way the sunlight streamsThrou.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1951558/ I miss the crevices of your face where the edges of your smile hide. I miss the second at which your eyelashes collide and you blush.I miss the way your hazel eyes sparkle due to phone light in the dark. I miss those undetectable changes in your tone when you are excited.I m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1697114/ There are bikers on the sidewalksAnd raindrops on the hedgerows;The leaves are pouring waterAnd the tarmac’s draped with rainbows.The outpour is a torrent andThe torrent’s a deluge;The night is drowning in the rainIn search of some refuge.The air is painted by the rai.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1602198/ No hallowed ground, no kingly crownNo gold or silver, no robe or gownThe high and mighty and the lowly born,Nothing follows when you're lowered downInto the ashes, into the dust,When the coffin creaks and the lid is shut.To help one smile and find some peace,To set a forlorn soul at .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1592087/ Written for Devons' picture poetry contest. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1584317/ Though the souring time may be beset with woe, There comes a moment when these sombre clocks erupt And freeze the colour of your lips upon my face In a blast of joy circumscribed by hands of love. Existence fades away with the passing of your face While love lingers like the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1571666/ The seasons are turning over andThe rustle of the falling yellowed leafBetrays no vocal emotion As the wistful wind reminds meThat life has quietly slipped by.There is weed along the hedgerows,Leaves browned in the autumn sunAnd it gently sings to me A song of dust and time,While.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1517374/ In my dreams I'm falling endlesslyWhile the carousel spins on and on;I'm seeing her where I've seen her beforeBut she moves on and smiles endlessly.In my dreams she walks endlessly,And fades off like an apparition,Vanishing into the darkness of day,While her scent of jasmine lingers .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1389425/ I'm swimming in a sea of peopleAnd I am alone, lonely;The music plays on tirelesslyBut I can't seem to hear it. In the rush of boarding, In the squalor of crowdsI am alone, and all I can think ofIs the splendour of your smile.The first jerks of motion -I am moving, endlessly,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1382663/ III. DecorI stood in silence, and in aweBeside the becalmed brookShe grew in beauty, quietly soWith every step she took;And gave me back my aching lifeWith every furtive look.With steely mind and shaking heartI waited as she came;She smiled the greatest smile I've seen,As naught a dame can claim;The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1381018/ There is a place near the corner of your eyeWhere your eyelashes curve serenelyAround the vicissitudes of beingAnd the world melts into a sunlit dream;Time sighs from hopelessness,Unable to conquer the beauty of your eyes.I do not know what they call perfection such as this;I only know that this&nbs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1345201/ In the wistful rumble of disgruntled wind,And in the squall of the home-bound thrush,In the hush of the new morning's wake And in the music of your cheeks at first blush,In the heady scent of jasmine wafting,In the earthen aroma of rain in the air,In the hazel smell of your piercing eyesAnd the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1316538/ Gravity sinks me weightlessWhile my dreams are buoyantAs the ocean devoursMy happiness. The blue is black,The coldness burnsAnd I'm charredBy the force of water. I'm hemmed in,My chest can't moveAnd each bubble of breathTakes a molecule o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1310700/ I BelieveI believe in the wisdomof trees,Inthe melodies that escapeTheirporous canopies as eveningThreadsthrough drooping leaves. Ibelieve in the sound of the seas,Inthe fervent applause of water on sand,Inthe stories each drop of life can tell,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1285332/ Palpate my palpitations andResuscitate me with your eyes;Defib me with your lipsCome and take me to paradise. Feel my heart through your pulse,And intertwine our arteries;Dialyse my blood with loveAnd other palatable remedies. Breathe me in through y.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1262368/ Poetry online -Where people say "Keep Writing!"To P. Neruda http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1262124/ EGRET No darkness punctuatedthe blue skyReflectedin the shimmer of the lake;Thebreeze that rummaged brought a ruffled sigh,Asymphony without a pause or break Besidethe shore, on single golden footIsaw an egret standing there at ease,Whoseemed, with tranquil mind and heart to .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1261781/ For anyone who had to give up on their passion for the sake of a safer career http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1259413/ Inspired by Shelley's "Music When Soft Voices Die" http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1258729/ I know I've been driving everyone up the wall with this spate of love poems. Please bear with me :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1254825/ For I Love You  I would erect amonument,if I could, forevery unwordedsigh of happinessthat escapesyour tender lips. I would colour eachbreath of airyou breathe with asymphony,if I could, andlisten to it driftingtowards me. And i.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1253598/ Breathe my name with the breeze that rustlesThrough the leaves and part your velvet-touchedLips, that they may take my own rough onesTo a place as near bliss insomuchThat I can smell the melting morning dewOn your frosted hazel eyes throughYour lips. Let me uncloak you withTrembling hands, and bid a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1253068/  Together I swear I can breathe your scentwhen I wake up aloneand grasp at thequaint nothingness;These molecules ofair dancingsince when youbreathed here.Your visions, theyhaunt me,with trembling hipstauntingthrough yourmascaraed eyes;Memories of a timewhenwe found the answer.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1249014/ You, my PoemAsthe songbird takes flightBut leaves behind his song,The poet may passBut his poem carries on.  You are the song, you are the word,You are the poem and the rhyme,And lest we're overheardBy the crawling of Time, Let me trace you with lightAnd suffuse you w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1228519/ This is not really a story. Just stray thoughts about my visit to the Indian Institute of Science. Do let me know if you like it. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1185954/ "Pleasehold this dear," she said while weaving throughHer hair withfingers made of clumsy boneAnd left me inpossession of her book;"Werarely share this luxury alone," She said whileflicking strands of hair that slippedOn ears thatwere attuned to poetry."S.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1179617/ Slumbering sunlight clambers throughThe window in the morning,Casting a perfect silhouette of a smiling you On my half awake eyes. A faint whiff of last night In the recesses of your eyesEnthralls me just as I try in vainTo wake up from heaven with you. The caffeinated aroma of a kissDyes .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1166881/ The frivolity of vanity vanishes whenYour threadbare eyelashes flash a weary smile,And all traces of flippancy and love of remorseWither away in your line of sight, whileI stand a mute spectator, in awe of your eyes.All whispers of insanity dissolve in the edgesOf your sweet voice, as it dancesIn th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1161517/ Perhaps when night overcomes our souls  And leaves my heart at your doorstep, Beating vividly its dreams for you to discern, Seeping its colour into every breath you inhale Until your happiness drips from your eyes,  Perhaps when the violence of sound Is negat.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1160928/ No tears were wept, no dirge was sungThe night the poem died;And hither though the folks did come,No prayer was told or cried. No murmur's breath, no whisper's touchCaressed the solemn night,And in the place of sound there stoodA pyre with dying light. But oft from naught, as some might se.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1139571/ Before time slips through icy fingers,Before dreams whither and run dry,Before hours run out of minutesAnd we're united at last and IRecount the countless fables And this sweet endless lullaby, Let me try to draw that smileOn the soft features of your face,And in the corners of our eyes,Let our.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1129012/ Your hazel eyes blazed the sun,As you bowed your head to read my words About your twinkling eyes.And you devoured my fear, little by littleWith a smile that spanned the breadth of timeThat crept slowly on your lips. It hung there, suspended from your lips,Like a beacon illuminating.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1126679/  My pen struggles under the weight of happiness, Breathless and anxious, Afraid of the burden of wordlessness As it tries to extoll the magic in your eyes. Where darkness meets light at the corners of your cornea, A light illuminates the hazel dust That coats your iris, .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1125794/ With the rabble rousing overAnd the footstep dusting done,The gusty wind blows overAll the innocence and funOf all our sprightly days Beneath the shadow of the sun. The songs of youth have faded As they must have done sometime;Their eloquence pervaded All the things I did, and I'm Sure the rhyt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1097477/ If the title doesn't remind of you a David Bowie song, it better! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1031481/ LET THE MOONLIGHT BATHE YOU TONIGHT Let the moonlight strum its starry notesWhere the roses lie tonight,And let your dreams reverberateAnd sing you soft goodnight. Don't worry, love, and let the nightWhither away your aches,And let the soothing starlight.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/1028902/ Constrained by laws, I think that poetryDeserves much free and broad and lucid thoughtUnbound from chains of silly prosodyThat only serves to harden what is sought.Why should we rhyme? Why should we versify?We do not speak with accents on our words.Am I not right or do I mystify?Why should we follow.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/979149/ In a cold, damp corner of my mindWhere receding memories reside,An ephemeral image Of your shyly curved brows That float upon your diaphanous eyes,And the vestiges of a smileThat bestows pits of joy in your rosy cheeksIn the immediate vicinity of The corners of your lips,Imparts a rush of warmth and.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/970634/ I intended this to be a satire on religious hypocrisy. But I welcome all opinions. There is no wrong interpretation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/963619/ II. FortunaA speck of sun and fulsome moonEntangled into one;A silhouette of thousand stars,Whose day had just begun;She spared a smile and walked towardsThe dawning of the sun.  The wailing of the violinsNow turned a sprightly tune;She strode upon the fa.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/962840/ I. InfrequentiaThe trees had losttheir earthern charmWhen winter camearound. The leaves were sad, socoldly sad;And fell upon theground. The smell of grass, thesummer smellWas nowhere to befound. The place was damp, theearth was coldAnd I, entrapped .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/962830/ An experiment with the Ballad meter. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/962827/ My dreams of delusionNow burn like paperWhose embers float in the breeze. And onward they flyIn plume and in smokeIn the most apparent of ease. If life's filled with sorrow,Then why do I nowFeel somehow so at peace? When dreams are burnt,Does life beginAnd somehow seek release? W.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/958486/ For a special person http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/956856/ Companion piece to In the evening: http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/639179/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/955968/ I tried in a semi-dreaming reality,To describe your voice and its quality,But lost my grip on its denouement,For I find it transcends mortality. It throbs like petulant proseIn search of sweet repose;It coaxes like the bleeding petalsOf a near thorn-less ros.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/abdulrocks/953901/ A murderer turns psychotic due to guilt and kills himself. 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