Zubair Ahsan QUOTES

1 " But I will love you in this fire and blood
And I will be the keeper of your smile "

2 " And I shall seek you endlessly, for
I am a moth, and you’re my flame

Knowing that I’ll burn at your touch
I return, for you’re a fire; untamed "

― Zubair Ahsan

3 " I know surely you’re thinking of me, for
I am strange, and you’re kind to the stranger "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

4 " But what good are scars if they do not ache?
And what good are eyes if they do not weep?

What good is desire if it does not hurt?
What good is a passion if it stays ‘sleep? "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

5 " The more I loved you the more I found me "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

6 " If your heart begins to carry burdens
And you begin to feel your soul benight

For you, perhaps, you may become heavy
For me, my love, you will ever be light "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

7 " These fragments, these shivers of my heart
Are mere lifetimes enclosed in a minute "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

8 " Listen well, as I speak of my upsurge;
For I’m a lover, without a lover

I am a flame, without a combustion
I am a novice, without a mentor

I am a healer, without a wounded
I am a winner, without a trophy

I’m a captain, without a devotee
And above all, I’m alone – not lonely "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

9 " My poetry has been engraved with your name
And my heart is by your memory scarred "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

10 " What agenda does this universe have?
What game is it I am oblivious to? "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

11 " Find me, as time is a luxury
For I wait, under this naïve moon "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

12 " Often it’s hard to differ pain and joy,
Some give up on differentiating "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

13 " There should be a limit to my suffering
As I’m a sinner, not a disbeliever "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

14 " And you think these collapses are your end
But nebulas collapse to become stars. "

― Zubair Ahsan

15 " Why is my love for you, dyed in wool?
What is the hindrance to moving on?

Why in love have I been made a fool?
What’s been causing this oblivion?

Why is thought of you, ever-present?
What’s keeping me from forgetting you?

Why is the sight of you magnificent?
What’s it you possess than others few?

A slow fire burns deep within me,
And keeps my curiosity at high

I question these puzzles so direly,
To philosophy, a pleasure – wry

If all life has led me to this point,
To make me but a mere proponent

Then, from this day to my last moment,
Just you and love, are my argument. "

― Zubair Ahsan

16 " The Moth and Its Beloved

Ask the moth the beauty of the candle
And it will burn without a confession
There is a secret to its longing
For it feels no fear or hesitation

The moth is too much in love with the flame Yet it does not appear under the sun
For the moon’s light is far too feeble, and
It gave up on its pursuit of the sun

Just a sight of a candle is enough
To remind it of its real beloved
So it settles for that candle in reach,
Revels in its heat, and asks to be burned "

― Zubair Ahsan , Of Endeavours Blue

17 " Darkness my beloved home, I return!
I return, not whole, but damaged.

Fatigued by quixotic tendencies,
The prodigal has come back famished.

An outer world, so hostile and strange
Filled immensely with ignorant natives

The land where all good is forgotten
Where hatred itself is life’s matrix.

Though I’ve brought an odd mystery,
An enigma that requires my genius

A phenomenon, in foreign land;
A veiled embodiment of Venus.

Since, I’ve craved for my sanctuary,
I have returned to you, oh darkness!

Now I will restore my lost vigor to
Unravel demeanors of this goddess.

But.....

Why am I estranged to this darkness?
Maybe I’ve been away for too long,

But shouldn’t home always feel home?
Why am I in dire need to belong?

As if this soul is deprived of life
As if this body is in swift decay

As if this mind screams for peace
As if this heart calls to be lured ‘way

Unwise, to have brought the goddess,
When she is of a different realm

Unfortunate, to have fallen in love,
As she leaves to retain her helm

Perhaps, this home lies deep within
For everything is, but mere illusion

Hence, I’ll reside her in my heart;
To feel her, even in seclusion. "

― Zubair Ahsan

18 " Do you remember how the sun, set
On the occasion, we last conversed?

First, it hid behind some lousy clouds
As I was uttering my dying words

Then, out it came with a shiny glare
As I grasped the truth of your beauty

‘Twas nothing but my own reflection
To my surprise and curiosity.

Now the sun’s told our tale to this town
And I heard how it had made you smile

So if the thought of me drew a smile
Then, I have mastered true lover’s guile "

― Zubair Ahsan

19 " Why shall I speak of the damage of love?
When it rejuvenates me just as much

In love, people happen to say too much,
But for me, words do not work as my crutch

I reminisce the time I fell in love,
As my remaining days go passing by

I’ve realised the only love I now feel
The unrequited, as the end draws nigh

But what was so unusual about you?
An epiphany unveiled at one sunrise:

In darkness ere, I had craved for light
Yet stars were situated in your eyes

It was in the moment I gazed upon
A face fashioned by the hands of nature

There isn’t much left to my regret now,
As lost moments cannot be recaptured. "

― Zubair Ahsan

20 " Shall I speak of the consequence
One, that your attention causes?

Words you utter keep me stunned,
My heart stops up at your gazes.

I am known to have just one gift;
To feel things with intense passion

Yet it happens to consume me;
A divine fire, I cannot abandon.

In sleepless nights I sing to you
A song, however, incomplete.

On bright days I write you letters;
Ardent proses, yet bittersweet.

I am indeed burned with desire;
The consequence you must construe

If this is the damage of attention
Imagine, what your love will do. "

― Zubair Ahsan

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