Homage to Ghalib

Ghalib! Image of death piled up everywhere,
That’s what the world Fasten around us

Like a moth seek flower
and the weak seek power
Dead man  seek life
In unconsciousness
in wake rife

A halo around
lighted by failures
He walks
doubting self
if its visible to
the people around

have you seen a man
who never run to catch the train?
Write only about sorrow
be it autumn, summer or rain

Have you seen a man
who wander alone to seek peace?
all in vain,
the chaos inside nowhere seems to cease

some verses and musical note in heart he bore
Poor chap! who was always carefree
Never clearly heard
by anyone, anymore

his mind swaying
his body decaying

Died long time back
still living
with all who are alive.

I’m too old for inner wilderness, Ghalib
when the chaos of the world is all around me

Italics: Adrienne rich