Wednesday, 22 June 2016

The Hijab


The homeless & the beggar..
Cloak them in your Hijab…
Hide their destituteness
So that chastity of wants may leave some day..
From the black shadow..
Of their asking eyes…

The drunk and the hapless…
Stuck by lightening of ecstasy
Shattered by the euphoria of freedom..
Touched by the colors of amority
Cloak them all in your hijab…
So that they may in some near flutter..
Become the rambling medusa..
Falling straight from hell…
Shooting straight ..
Towards the bull’s eye of crimsoned
Tear-wrenched paradise….

The nakedness and the joy…
The immodesty and the smile..
Cloak them all..
Like non -existent pariahs…
So that vultures may feed upon them….
Liberating them into nobility…
With their dreams harvested…
In forests of scalding torchlight….

The gay and the not so gay…
Oh ! always envious of the pleasures of the sly….
Cloak them all Oh Hijab!...drag out their stained hearts…
Purify them in the trance of your venomous embrace…
Drugged by the charms of your eternal disgrace ….
Give them honor Oh Hijab…
So that their buds too go to paradise…
Heaven of the chosen ones..
Where each becomes a messiah…
In the taxonomies of chained screams…
And stoned crimes….
Oh Hijab! Oh my dear Hijab..
Cloak away my brain too…
Shield it from the sunshine of a spotted  sun…
Protect it so that the ultraviolet of desires never shine…
Make it autistic enough…
So that honor becomes an act of muck & grime…
Make me go into a trip…
A trip so mercurial…
That my walls command my obedience…
And i dine with the tormentors of my cursed time…
Come oh Hijab..
Ban the tunes…
Throw away the lines…
Burn up those well trodden boots …
Gouge out those pearls of an eye…
And make go blind…
To graceful immortality…
And drag me out ..
To that pit of putrefying obscurity…
And clapless insanity…
Where even my flesh and bones…
Stirs up..
For final cry…..

But I assure you this…
With all the pride of the abused heathen  
My victorious Hijab…
I am not gonna go down…
Without one sin of a penniless crime….
You see i was endowed with the secrets of satan…
I was not conceived without a protest…
So i wouldn’t submit without tears of noah’s
Flood of cries…
I will purge…
I will stain…
I will kiss the lips of amorphous anthrax
And i will stand crooked for the last fight…
For i don’t deserve your compassions …
And will never bedded to your paradise..
Without an howl of to voices of the vampires…
You see i rejected all dogmas..
Many a broken sandcastles ago….
I embraced the path of devilish insanity…
With the aim to make all and everything
Radiate light like the uncompromised supernova…
So come my beautiful hijab…let's play
The scenarios of the dancing dice…
You by my blackjack…
I be your shining knight in saul's armor..
And let’s see..
Who wins the grand lottery…
To utterly fantabulous paradise…..
My thoughts

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