feast / onward / sew
sew an alliance
move onward and feast later
good times will follow
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klatch
late into the night
they debated if it was
klatch or persiflage
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nawwab and i: come on over
N: how could the senor invite you?
t: i was shocked too
N: is ghost horse ‘spectre’ cabernet sauvignon worth it?
t: absolutely not! flood, death, displacement and…
N: i am proud of you
t: you always misread me
N: be truthful. not always
t: am vicariously affected
N: don’t be too honest, it can invite trouble
#nawwabandi
also
#tpoem
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sense of humour
the last sense
that deserts
before life ebbs away
is the sense of humour
as azrael hovered
over a bed
in the palliative care ward
the patient stirred
and said to azrael
‘wrong bed’
revised
#tpoem
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nawwab and i: heavyweight fight
t: which do you prefer N…
N: woof woof
t: …between faith and dogma?
N: that is for you. we have no need for either.
t: so dogs have no need for faith or dogma?
N: another reason why we are superior.
t: i suspected that…
N: you must be torn.
t: yes am torn. both pull in their direction
N: your faith will win
t: you think so?
N: yes. dogma follows faith.
#nawwabandi
dear zeus
just FYI dear zeus
none of my friends
acquaintances and enemies
real or perceived
made the box
for that
i thank you
nawwab and i: deep thoughts
N: hibernating?
t: pause
N: pause?
t: sabbatical
N:from?
t: breathing
N:enough
t: enough?
N: enough deep thoughts
t: k
N:where have you been?
t: wondering and wandering
N:chasing shadows
t: beats chasing cars
N:searching bushes
t: no, just the vibes
N: what did you hear?
t: cacophony of horns
N: you are nasty. woof woof.
t: no, mean
N: that too. ok peace pipe?
t: will you smoke?
N: you are incorrigible
t: (shrug)
#nawwabandi
to hope
yes distance lends to longing
but we seldom quarreled
and the odd time i did
you forgave
but the recent past
has been troublesome
india – crematoria, graveyards
kabul, jerusalem, behria
where are you my love
miss you
need you more than ever
golimar say goli mar
moh’lak goli
JFK say poucho
lazeez goli
bachchay say pucho
goli dena
siyasat daan say poucho
goli khana
mareeez say poucho
yeh kya likh rahay ho
chalo goli maro humko
in the days gone by ii
in today’s world
polluted skies
on multi-lane highways
sluggish automobiles
on pavements
sloping heads messaging
beggars with attitude
in the pause between
red and green
the days gone by
rush past us
and we are still
blissfully naïve
Baithuk 