Enslaved

Whosoever a slave to freedom of thought
Fear thy master ruthless and cruel
He asks a multiple after every task
Pity Omniscience is not a mortal virtue

Instigated into paradoxes I serve and search
For answers unfathomable and ironic
Once innocent reveries now a trap of dilemmas
I question my master in mutiny and alas, he questions back

“Amidst the frame of time and boundaries of space
Is perception as strong as the Truth?
Let man comprehend the limits of his comprehension and cry
Why is Why?”

Junaid Afghani

17^th September 2003

Gamble Thy Soul

Morbid hallucinations haunt me,
And distract my perception of reality
I wake up only to find that I still am dreaming,
Drowning into multitudinous seas of undefined questions
My capricious conscience knows neither right nor wrong,
Vices or virtues, Satan or God
I fear the unknown,
The known fears me
I conformed o ' world, I conformed till' now
Inquisitive I am, inquisitive so much
To decipher the cryptic notions, to comprehend the mystic illusions
I shatter my belief to begin a new quest
Grim whispers of the forests of fate
Say sets sail a gambling maverick
For in monster manifested seas
Are both treasures and death

Junaid Afghani

3^rd April 2003