Feelings of the Heart – a ghazal?

I wrote this ghazal in my mother tongue Axomiya (Assamese) yesterday and tried to translate it to Hindi. After a few futile attempts, I gave up as I just could not maintain the rhythm. Today I tried translating it to English and found that it was flowing much more smoothly though I should not call it a ghazal. I tried to follow the rules as closely as I could but not sure if I succeeded. Hence the question mark in the title. I post the poems in the order written.

Eternity Waits -a set of haiku

You gave me your hand

roses bloomed in the desert

and I lost my mind

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River runs to sea

confluence waits eagerly

oblivion waits

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Tumultuous sea

dark sky embraces the waves

horizon waits dawn

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As gentle waves crash

hot sands wait the cooling touch

thirst unquenchable

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Eternity waits

roses fragrance desert nights

time has no meaning

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Bridge of Love

The air was heavy with palpable anticipation

As we stepped gingerly into a journey unknown

Smooth sailing it was not, tumultuous and choppy

As we launched life’s catamaran on a rough sea

Two unique souls bound by a bridge of love

We set our own course of travel, far and wide

Today when the air is heavy with worries of a future unknown

My darling, with love as our light, will vanquish apprehension  

 

Contradictions

A clear blue sky
Lacks definition.
Without a dark night,
For a bright day
There is no appreciation.
Without its spots
Moon won’t be as beautiful,
Road lacking few road bumps,
Journey is uneventful.
A blemish free life
There is no story to tell,
Without the past of Jean Valjean
Les Misérables won’t ring a bell.
Calm sea hides
Deep secrets in its bosom,
Vibrant nature in a moment
Wrecks havoc and destruction.
A world at peace,
Will it be boring?
Thought of violence
To appreciate peace,
It is depressing.
Even without appreciation
Rose will still bloom,
Even if no one looks
Beauty is not doomed.
A bipolar world
May be the norm,
Not an aberration.
Life is a saga
Full of contradictions.

Lament of a Little One Lost in Sea

 

It’s dark all around me
Waves and swells of a rough sea
Pitch black bottomless darkness

Harkens to me

I came to this world

Without given a choice

Where I was born

Language I would speak

Who I do pray

Environment I be in

Always told

If I am good

All forgiving, all powerful, all merciful

Will take care of me

What wrong I had done

Few years I had on this earth

Abandoned now in my time of need

Told that across the sea

Lies the promised land

Where I would be free

Dead in the middle of night

Did we flee

Did not have a hand

When we left the only place

I knew as my home

I had no choice
As the marauding hordes
Calling themselves the ones

Chosen by god

Came rampaging

Hell bent on killing us all

I was promised that if I am quiet

On the boat sailing the sea

Once we land

I will be home safe and free

I was quiet, did not even cry

When the big waves swept me away

Away from my only hope

Never once I opened my mouth

Hoping for the almighty to take me home

It is darkness now all around me

Not a star up in the sky

They had chosen the darkest night

For a safe trip across the sea

The hand of darkness from the 

Depth of the bottomless sea

Crawling up to take me down

I can not lose my faith in the almighty

Whom I have never seen

If there is life after death

And we do meet

I will have one question

Why was I chosen to leave

Before I was old enough

To lose my faith

In humanity