Waves Poem by Ibrar Siddiqi

I sit on the shore of my life.
Watching waves crash down to fall placidly before my feet.
I face myself in the mirror and have to reflect.
All those who use, I reject.
Hangers on and fair weather friends shown the door.
Waves come in and wipe away the debris on the sandy floor.

I have faced terrible things.
Drive a man to the edge.
I still survive for some reason.
I know not, what lies ahead for me.
Good or bad, I wish I walk to the waves.
Let them drown me in all their power.
My body dragged through the currents.
Crashing into rocks and coral I float back bleeding.
Pulling free of this evil tether.
I will love evil or do unneedful things.
Curse those, who threaten or impose.
May God avenge me, for nothing I have done.
May my enemies die amongst the rocks.
Bodies broken by divine intervention.
May God answer my prayers.


I Siddiqi 16.03.09