Up, Up and Away

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If I could ever learn to fly
I’d fly so high, I’d touch the sky
With rolling hills and meadows lush
Things tall and small just passing by

As tears of joy stream through my eye
And clouds of gloom amass, oh my!
I’d force myself to face the wind
Above the storm, I would soar high

The turbulence I’d take in stride
Won’t let the lightning strike my pride
I’d flap my wings so hard it hurts
Keep moving on, nothing to hide

No one would stop me, rain or shine
I’d own the sky and make it mine
And leave all my troubles behind
While guided by the light divine

The pull of gravity I’d fight
Break free from its oppressive might
Mind over matter, will so strong
Won’t let it stop my maiden flight

– Yousuf Bawany, March 2017

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Emotions on Sale

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Demons fighting in my sleep
Monsters rising from the heap

Nightmares keeping me awake
More of this, I cannot take

Wake up and I figure out
How to get rid of self-doubt

I will have a big yard sale
Set up everything to scale

Put my feelings on display
Everything must go today

Buckets of false hope for free
Jealousy in packs of three

Complex webs of greed hand-spun
Take the hatred, I am done

Get my worries, two for one
Bottled sadness, I want none

Stacks of guilt, I’m done with these
Paid all my subscription fees

What is left I will discard
Should not really be that hard

When my yard is all cleared up
Of this life I’ve had enough

I will pack up all my bags
Dress myself in simple rags

To the beach, I will head out
Take the solitary route

Won’t have anything to hide
Joy and I’ll enjoy the ride

Smile and sing along the way
Up until we reach the bay

Sip some sunshine from a glass
Watch the happy faces pass

Wash the remnants, dark and grim
In free waters, I shall swim

– Yousuf Bawany, June 2016

Weekly Photo Challenge: Lost In The Details

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No borders can stop light from shining through. Don’t get intimidated by the barbed wires life spins around you; think how to break-free and shine like the light you were always meant to be.

In response to this week’s photo challenge.

My Sad White Friend

On one my recent visits to the Karachi beach, I came across this stunning white horse and his rider standing under the shade of an umbrella-like structure to take a break from the sweltering heat. With eyes downcast, this gorgeous animal had a lingering sadness in his eyes, a longing for freedom. There really wasn’t anything I could do for him, except for feeling sorry.

What would I have done if I were him? I don’t know…….

Weekly Photo Challenge: Everyday Life

The beaches of Karachi are an integral part of the city’s culture as well as the everyday lives of people who reside here. Every morning/evening, you can spot many people jogging on the beach, a constant in their otherwise chaotic lives. Its perhaps the only moment when you feel one with nature, a true animal free to roam around this earthen realm.

Wind in my hair, sand at my feet

 

Wings of Hope

I reminisce the good times
When we used to try
Could barely walk straight
But wanted to fly

In capes and funky masks
Jumping with all our might
Dressed as superheroes
Without a care in sight

Not worrying about money
Or having fancy cars
Always aiming for the sky
Always reaching for the stars

We were young and fun
Essentially a free soul
But time took it’s toll
And well, we grew old

Now day in, day out
We just worry about cash
Where to get it from
And where to put the stash

Which car to buy next
What new horse to breed
It’s all about jewels
We’re blinded by greed

What used to matter most
Now just makes no sense
We run through our lives
All edgy and tense

We’ve shed our wings of hope
I honestly don’t know why
We do manage to walk
But have forgotten to fly