”Haman Hai Ishq Mastana!

Hamanko Hoshiyaari Kya?
Rahen Azaad Ya Jag me,

Haman Duniyaase Yaari Kya?

Jo Bichhude Hain Piyaarese,

Bhatakte, Darbadar firate,
Hamara Yaar Hai Hamme,

Hamanko Intazaari Kya?

Kabeera! Ishq ka Naata,

Dooee ko door kar dilse,
Jo Chalna Raah Nazuk Hai,

Haman Sar Boj Bhaari Kya?”

After listening to Kabir’s Mystic Poetry, my friend ‘Observer Me’ (mineown.rediffiland.com) responded spontaneously… I am reposting His Words here with his kind permission… :O)

A subtle brown...
A brown that i remember
i saw when i was a child
when i returned from school
when i threw my bag
and rushed down to ground
the color of Earth
the subtle brown
That enveloped me when you started

Just as i slipped
into the mystics of music
fighting the scenes of closed eyelids
there was a comfort
that i realized
just as if it was forever
you guided me
into that wondrous
sublime World that you created
my mind was that child’s
so ready so blindly
so very blindly
to follow you

Holding your voice
listening to you
"dui ko dhoor kar dil se"
and the violin
with my veins in line
you gave me this feeling
so very true so very real
a feeling of kite
with its string cut
reaching the skies
so very high
crossing the skies
And i was that kid
when i returned from school
when i threw my bag
and rushed down to ground
hoping to live a life
for that moment
for that very moment
for my self
all for my own self.

P.S - It obviously feels nice when you are praised by your friends… But, along with honouring the artiste in me, I do think that Observer more importantly is paying A Poetic Tribute to those Everlasting Traditions of Mystic Music & Mystic Poetry of Our Country… hence I decided to repost it here with my Music!…  Pra~! :O)

(Picture Source - Internet. Artiste Unknown. Chinese traditional painting.)