There Is More In This World Than Can Be Dreamt In Your Philosophy
By Jehangir Saleh
Written: December 30, 2004

Where have you been
Hiding again, you say you feel a peace
Under you bed, in the corner of your basement
Reading Anasis Nin
Who is living your life for you

And I with my Leonard Cohen
(yes, I think they would have sex, but I don’t think it would last)
unable to sleep
believing a have the answers
sometimes, you manipulate your fears
so many times
that they become what you preach

and am I saying that I am wrong?
No
I am writing to say we both are
You, with your Anasis, me with my Leonard
Puppetry and fakery
Understanding more than the average moron
But ultimately
Still wrong

And if this poem makes you sad
You are sorely missing the point
Our lives are like Zeno’s paradox and the wind full of falling autumn leaves:
We will reach the end, the deep cool earth, but never able to explain how we got there
Ultimately separate
Each leaf falling alone

Longing, Queer And Incomplete
By Jehangir Saleh
Written: December 28, 2004

I miss you
But only the parts
made of me
in this way
we become
real
to each other
still
I’d rather you be here
Than to be writing
Alone again

Forcing A Poem
By Jehangir Saleh
Written: December 8, 2004

You believe
That tomorrow
We will find something
That answers the question
“Who am I?”

I believe
That who we are
Is a poem or a story
That we write, and re-write
Until the end of time

Our story
Like everyone’s story
Our book
Like all the books

About someone, somewhere
Trying to find the answer
To something
And ultimately
Realizing it was always with them
In the book on their shelf
The story of their grandmother
Footprints in the snow
Falling
The delicate crystals of ice
Falling toward the same ground

Tonight you are sad
But I’ll tell you a story
And tomorrow
You will know who you are

Subway Poem Song
By Jehangir Saleh
Written:  November  30, 2004

It was like
The answer to all our
Questions
on voice in the air
but no one stopped
as the subway musician sang
Hallelujah

And what if I told you
That everything
You are searching for
I already found?
You would kiss me
To silence

And keep on searching
For yourself

Circles
By: Jehangir Saleh
Written: November 17, 2004

I am trying to take a poem
On the subway
Not out of any sense of art
But there is something I want to figure out

Those two roads are equal
But one carries regret
Which, unfortunately, is the one most travelled

Love is a predictable need
Yet I find myself
Wanting to come
To you

Of course I am scared
Conflicted, that maybe we
Are making our way down the wrong road

But as I write this
On the subway
Falling asleep
Realizing
That if I fail
I would rather it be
With you