Asif Khan Inc.

The Demons of my Times

The Demons of my Times,
Stare unflinchingly into
the glint of my eyes.
Will they ever be buried
and rest in peace – I wonder?
Exorcised from my past -
the Demons of my yesterday
by the Demons of my today
to create the Demons for my tomorrow.
Exorcised I am -
from my ashes burnt in a fire yesterday -
Embers of which are stoked,
by the bellows of today’s dank air,
to kindle my ashes to a blaze
due to be burnt on tomorrow’s pyre.
And from the ashes may rise
my Phoenix soaring above the flame
undauntedly breaking away from
Physical boundaries of Space and Time -
Shining pure in a Timeless dimension…

07 May ’07

Will

Who do I turn to, now that I’ve left you?
Or can I really turn to one
when I’ve forsaken
the One?

Brought into this world without a will,
Burdened with the will to perform deeds -
Deeds transforming into actions answerable -
Answerable for all that’s pre-ordained?

I never had the will,
A will I never had…

Have stood in front of you,
Bowed to you,
Laid prostate,
Have cried hysterically vain
in the mother’s womb that’s you
For you know, I never was the apostate.

I never had the will,
A will I never had.

Believed in the call to the faithful,
Ingrained that is, in my psyche -
Your Glory unperturbed,
with or without my faith
Born faithful wasn’t my will
Staying faithful isn’t mine either.

I never had the will,
A will I never had.

Lost in vacillating thoughts,
My existence held by your strings
Heaven or Hell would be the Definite Infinite
Finite in this existence I’d rather be never
Or get a peep through the looking glass
To be found lost…

But, I never had the will
A will I never had…

Who do I turn to now…

06 Mar ’07