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Note:  This is a lyrical poem with samples taken from the song Nour El Ain by Egyptian singer Amr Diab. Habibi Ta'al Al Ain Habibi nour el ain Beloved come hither to Al Ain Beloved you are the light of my eyes Ya sakin khayali Aashek bakali sneen wala ghayrak bibali You live in my dreams Out of One Thousand and One Arabian Nights spend one with me Come hither to Al Ain And we'll wait for the summer rain I'll show you sights seen Like Green Mubazzarah and Jabal Hafeet I just want you in my embrace again And we won't let go of each other till the night's end I'll show you sights unseen Sleeping within a dream...

Say It Isn't So But beloved, your eyes tell a different story Oh, my beloved That there is only truth in your lies That you're the only person I wish to include in my love life (Those eyes) Light higher than the heavens Shinier than the moonlit treasures You are an everlasting radiance More sensual than any sense Without you I am lost You are Cleopatra Ruling over the world And I'm just another poet of Arabia My name is discreetly on your lips I can still feel the softness of your skin on my fingertips I don't know for how long My heart has been longing to call you back from the abyss Say It Isn't So But beloved, this feeling tells a different story Oh, my beloved That you actually feel sad whenever you sigh That you know mad I've become since looking at your eyes (Those eyes) Light higher than the heavens Shinier than the moonlit treasures In this odyssey of romance, you are mine On dark paths, you are my star-lit guide You a

Note:  This is a lyrical poem inspired by rock band Slipknot's The Negative One. It is originally written by guitarist James Root, and vocalist Corey Taylor. Note (2):  This poem describes how Pakistan has fallen so low politically. And how it might have been better if Pakistan and India had never gotten separated. Tobacco and caffeine, a lot of nicotine I'm going to burn so I better tell you everything The socialism, the capitalism Never mind 'cause you're never gonna get this The same drama on a different channel I'm bound to walk with a bomb strapped to my chest At least I'm next in line to being called an extremist The Two-Nation Theory The crescent and star You had to be set free Opposing parties Your choices are The IndoPakistani One and me Gandhi, why were we enemies? I never follow and I never make apologies Your dementias, are gonna get ya Because your provinces can't support each other Settle for the cynical, you're so

The warmth of your fingertips Thawed the frost in my heart The loss of your rounded hips Has torn me apart I wish I could fall in love For the first time again I wish I could solve Every god damn problem My love wants to melt inside your mouth Like the devour of Chocolate No longer will we be apart We cannot be separated not even by fate And let our lips embrace In a love-lock chamber If you depart leave a trace Be it the scent of when we were together I want our tongues to kiss In a chokehold I want our adoration to face All the enmity in the world My heart wants to melt With the blood on your hands Feel what I always felt In my exotic rainbow lands...

Whispering in small, invisible voices Strange and mysterious Opportunities pass me by Like the scintillating snowflakes falling from the sky That melt when they touch the skin Leaving the sensation of regret and of guilt As a chilly, deathly wind blows These snowflakes fall into the soiled snow Piled high, covering the entire street This graveyard of opportunities Ignored and unseen. Upon this snow, stands a snowman With a furry coat, a colourful hat And a big, comical smile on his face For a moment, light reflects off his surface Sunlight,as it manages to briefly escape the clouds All around, A dazzling yellow glow For me it my be a symbol of hope Yet for the snowman it spells his death. But still he got his chance in the end To have lived, to be content and happy Unlike me And unlike the homeless man that shivers on the bench Whose only protection is a tattered blanket. The snowflakes fall down like his invisible tears His face contorted, teeth clenched, in

Note:  This poem is inspired by the 2004 song Vermilion by the band Slipknot.  The lyrics were written by bassist Paul Gray who passed away on May 24, 2010. I dedicate these verses to him Note (2):  The original track talked about a man who is in love with an illusory woman . But he cannot  make make her real. In this case I re-made the story; a man is sexually attracted to a woman but she wants him to adore her. So the composition deals with him trying to turn his lust into love. She seems undressed in all the figments Of past fantasies So transparent yet so adorable She continues to be it Creamy soft hands that press Against my thigh and my chest Enter the night that I tried to become hers Forever Ohhh, she's the only one that makes me whole She is everything and more The antonym of satanic My Cleopatra bathed in temptation She is lust to me I get nervous, my superficiality hinders At the sight of her purity It's now or never I'm becoming hers Fore

Absenteeism was always in her to-do-list Still I met her in my dreams With a welcoming passionate kiss Or so it seems Hope my wife doesn't find out Secrecy isn't sin But one night I'm sure she'll ask Where I've been Been a long time And I'm still lying for her sweet bliss Just the sound of her heart beating makes me rhyme Where art thou My Mistress? I shouldn't hold another woman like this But I'm tempted Just wish that from all sins of adultery I'm exempted She's not only the fire Also the breeze That keeps the flames alive Or so it seems...

She looks at me as if As if she wants to get inside Without even contemplating of what is Inside her hazel eyes Slowly I burn In her craze She just sits there without a word I stand in her craze My heart pounds It is alive again Making silly sounds Readying me for heaven And that Raven hair So long and so sexy With skin milky fair I am obliged to let her drown me...

I met a girl at one of the top suites Of Burj Khalifa We danced all night until we packed up And left for Green Mubazzarah I miss her lips, and the way she belly-danced those hips As she shook her shoulders I miss the smell of her hair, I don't care If it takes my whole life to find her We were makin' love under the moonlight of Al Ain We were makin' love through the night I never knew her real name So I called her Arabian Eyes The sun came up and the girl was gone Her mascara left traces in the shower I searched the mountains, drunk with lust But no path led to her I miss her perfume, and the way it filled up the room As I went inside her I miss the warmth of her body, the way it took a hold over me I'd give anything to again be beside her...

Beauty has a name It starts with a Z And with an A Love has a face Projected by the eclipse It shows once again her foregone trace Even in death I want us to be together Our story should be immortal We will be together in the Hereafter All's well that doesn't end in hell, after all Beauty has a face With skin snow-white and eyes that dig into my soul Till the edge of the earth you I will chase Cruelty has a name Written on the palm of my hand Fate is therefore the only circumstance to blame I want to cement our relationship in gold Hereafter You are my eternal lover We will be together in the Hereafter All's well that doesn't end at all Take me down to the river Baptize me with your flesh blood Make sure I don't shiver As your soft ice-cold hands run down my chest Only moment where I cherish being hurt Putting reality and fantasy to the test...

Not sure if we're famous Or that it's a mutual thought between us Is adoration the only savior? In this world having such a bittersweet order And I wish all of them knew our story For it to be renewed in uttermost glory If it were made for the public Would you still make my heart tick? Our tale is still Unheard Of Though we are so in love Every purpose of yours I was made to serve Then how does nobody know the way we touch? May be we are underrated Yet still being anticipated Our drama could be played on the world's stage Showcasing how true love will never fade We should've been mentioned in the works of Shakespeare Being talked about through every ear You being my damsel in distress And I rescuing you from a glass fortress Our tale is still Unheard Of Though we are so in lust Any blessing of yours I was born to deserve Then why do we no longer feel the morbidity when we get hurt? And your figure is not unsung of Each man craving for a to

If idolizing you is blasphemy I do not belong to any religion If not having you is ample to me Of my own myth I am the villain Objurgate for I am not breathing The air that surrounds you Forgive me for I am not breaking The chains that bound you Your body is the Embodiment Of my soul Your study is the fulfillment Of my goal My life is torn Between the Almighty and your worship My heart has sworn To owe everything toward your courtship Remove your veil of envy As it spreads like wildfire They long to take you from me To dismantle you of your attire Then I found out the truth There was more than one Also you had allowed them to pursue you I am just a star quite inferior to the sun You played God with my feelings My insides quiver at your name You slain Cupid with your dealings Never again shall we play this wicked game...

Kiss me tender Until the bedsheets become warm Make me hinder Until this oath has been sworn Do you still remember? Our eventides under the radiant moon How we used to fondle one another Stargazing that all our chimeras would come true Now we must face the music That blasts reality into our ears This is certainly not Muzak As it would have taken away our fears Nightmares are worse than my real life I wish to slumber eternally After hours I strive Blood is shed so viciously I see hallucinations of you dying Over and over again I watch you secretly crying Has our parable come to an end? Days are without dreams Still each trial we withstand Sleepless Nights flowing in a stream We will tread to the peaks hand in hand...

I Dreamt a Dream Where the birds chirped along my serenades Where the morose life was unseen And beauty never fades I left a theme A painting of our romance in likeness of Van Gogh I smelt a cream The lusciousness of your skin and all Were it not for reality We would live for a thousand years Were it not for liability Love would not be a debt with humanly fares For do not call romance unworthy It is a Dream undreamt A twosome fury More than heaven-sent We will design our own cloud nine Let it be tainted With the devil's wine But our lives shall not be fated...

With honesty you tell me Whether you love me or Not With clarity you tell me Whether you want me or Not I can finally afford to live 'Cause reality is better than my dreams No debt to give Or so it seems I feel an electrifying rush flow through me The passion of our romance I write down all the lovey-dovey lines you say to me Maybe our fable stands a real chance So with no regrets you tell me Whether you adore me or Not These words I'll never forget just tell me Whether I bore you or Not Never had I had yearnings of these kind before And that is before meeting you Never had I had earnings of these type before And that is after greeting you My songs never had hidden meanings Now they symbolize life and longing I never went through quixotic dealings Now to your essence I find a belonging With all your heart tell me Whether you love me or Not Without recalling your past just tell me Whether you want me or Not Be it spoken or on paper tell me Whe

Note;  The following ode celebrates the 2K views received by the blog. Thanks to all our dear readers for making this triumph possible. Love to all. Slippery snake How I long to hold on to you for a long time It was an honest mistake To call you mine Time won't let me go Just like the ghost of love That won't make you grow old It I forever must serve What have you done to me? What masculine prize do you seek? Not only have you made me fall in love You've let a poet get Lost for Words I searched for every verse Ever dedicated to your beauty It is a curse That there aren't more than plenty I miss every single tear you cried For him I kiss every hindered emotion goodbye And try not to be carried away by sin...

Our time together has put a dent On all the love I lent Who knew you were hell-bent? What we stood for just got up and went Those words we shared That romance we cared All the cupid's bets we dared Yet our relationship never fared All I have is no Regret For those moments spent With your lips so heaven-sent They got my heart spent Remember the last time I told you that you were mine It felt like the first time When I recalled that line You say that I am unforgiving Yet I gave you everything worth giving And I was not worth living With you in a reliving So are you just going to vanish? Reminding me that all we had was a false wish That foremost kiss Our angelic bliss The past would you forego? The future we cannot foreshadow You are my dear and you just can't go Leaving me desolate and so low Our love had taken its toll An affinity nothing but a poll In which we voted off our soul To the devil's goal...

Rejoice in my despair For I have not brought you enough sorrow Showing me that you still care If I'd be alive tomorrow Highlight your love for me in a moonlit shadow Proving that you still care If I'd be here tomorrow Life after death is not fair Rejoice in my despair Your hatred never seemed so shallow Showing me that you'll still be there When I'm gone tomorrow...

I open my sleep-ridden eyes Shielding them from the annoying sunlight I stretch my arm to the side To grasp the hand of my wife Like I did each heavenly morning But instead I grab nothing And realize that I had only recently divorced I turn to my side, my heart leaps into my throat The alarm clock glares at me The red numbers, scary and deathly I'm late! I jump off the bed and fiery pain greets me As the table bangs against my knee Overcome by panic, sensing a blur I blindly put on my suit God, it was uncomfortable. I hurry downstairs to the kitchen table Shove the food down my throat My son jabbers away, telling me that after work I should play football with him but that was the least of my concerns He tugs roughly at my shoulder to get my attention And hot, sizzling coffee drops all over me I scream out in agony Overcome by rage, I yell at him And with hurt in his eyes he slumps away Kids, what good were they for anyways!? I rush to the front door pantin

Oh, how you let a man yearn Cause his heart to burn Without even trying Oh, how you tempt a man into your life How you exempt a man from your life Without even crying Your beauty radiates It glows further luminous than the moon Falls down harder than the monsoon Your beauty radiates Brighter than the sun Makes every guy's head turn Oh, how your eyes gaze into my soul How your complexion makes me whole Is above me Oh, how your lips are Redder than any Rose How is our story still untold? May be because you don't truthfully love me Your beauty radiates It awakens the heavens You make all the angels your servants Your beauty radiates It makes me feel alive Hypnotizes me into thinking I'll never die And how I'm caught up in those eyes of yours Even after death we could be lovers If only you'd love me too And how you are my every sunset Your words would truly be heaven-sent If you'd only not let them hurt me too...

I always used to believe that when we imagined something, we became gods. Gods of our own universe far far away where we could do whatever we wanted. Where there could be castles made of bacon, rivers flowing with nutella and where pain didn't exist. Well that meant that I was also simply an idea of someone just like me. But then it hit me, that no matter how hard I tried, there was always something that distracted me from my imagination and the world that I thought of disintegrated, not to dust but to absolute nothingness. Poof, just gone. That meant that all our ideas were unstable. I could sit still in a quiet place for the rest of my life, use all my brain power and yet there was always something that distracted me and destroyed my universe. Plus all our ideas were too similar to the world. We cannot imagine colours that do not exist on the pallet of colours in the world, we cannot imagine things that are not made of matter. But the world itself, in which we live, has always b

Note:  Slender - (of a person or part of the body) gracefully thin. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder And in hers I am lost As she moved her hair across the shoulder Only then I realized her amour has a priceless cost She tells me life is beautiful And my notion begins to wonder She shows me faraway paths so bountiful And my steps start to wander The dame is the dawn Sun speaks the name The orb can continue to taunt Stubborn is the flame Her light is a splendor Stars glimmered across her bedroom window Her sight is an odor Where her almonds lure me I shall shadow To her no man shows temper Aggressiveness is just a spectacle Their knees always linger This showcase is typical Home is where the heart is A saying so true She is where the art is I have been struck too soon When she observes anon my gaze is lowered Restraint is a noble feat Superior castles I have never towered Pliancy is under her feet Oh how my soul inclines to hinder At her subsist

The Girl Who Cried Love Will you not make some with me? You are the modern epitome of cuteness Spare a little for me Share with me your body And I shall lend my dreams By surprise your smile caught me In visions hitherto unseen Forgive my lust Honor my crush For I have never slept With a beauty as such The Girl Who Cried Love Will you not cry my name tonight? As I tug on your hair And then retire our bed to write...

Note:  About a couple who repeat the same tasks every day and can't end their boring cycle. Emotions feel unbalanced Each day is too similar That even non-sense timings make sense And the farthest destination is not that far Life does not become any easier Romance is all but a lie My past needs an eraser All I react with is a sigh Getting tired so tired Of being lied - being lied to Can't just hide in this shell Getting desired so desired You are being lied - being lied to This is just a Monotonous Existence Love was always so carefree Now I touch your skin but I can't feel Maybe the grass isn't that green Forever alone behind a lonesome shield Break down the wall Let us live like we used to No matter how hard we fall It's better than being lied - being lied to Nothing to give for Our Titanic has sunk in an emotionless ocean Die in this alone world This meaningless Existence Instead of pretending

Keep me warm in the evening The winter speaks to me Telling me that I am not alright That you are the one I need I do require something A kiss, a hug or even a little cuddling You are my everything We can embrace without actually touching Stay with me on this bed From dusk till dawn I would rather be caught dead With you on Let me feel your Warmth Taking over my body The temperature suddenly becomes hot As you are literally covering me...

Oh, how I long for your touch It's hurting my heart too much In your craze I crave Fallen in love but it feels like being trapped inside a grave And I found out I was in  love with you When you woke my hope anew So how long will you prolong my Longing? Until we turn old and wither How long will you provoke my absence of belonging? Leave out all the misery and come hither I've wanted you for as long as I can remember Since the scorching heat of Dubai till its mildly cold weather People argue where heaven is All I know it begins with a celestial kiss Your lips have a pinkish tone Whenever I see them my fear is long gone You are a glorious sight Though I doubt you know what die-hard romance is like And I found out I was in love with you When I felt nothing now remained blue So how long will you prolong my Longing? Until we turn old and wither How long will you provoke my absence of belonging? Leave out all the misery and come hither How much can a ma

Note:  Happy Shakespeare Day everyone! Tonight is our first night A date is a celebration Lately we were having having caviar in the candlelight My focus was rapt on my fascination You were afraid that I would leave you When dawn arrives But even the holiest angel sees you And wishes to mirror your sumptuous eyes As I kiss you on the forehead And whisper Goodnight This does not surely mean that I will be gone by sunset Goodnight but not Goodbye Last night was a long night Yet it ended too soon You were a celestial sight Glimmering by the moon I remember every stroke of foreplay The warmth with which our bodies touched No words we could dare say As we had gotten intimate too much As I laid you back to sleep Before we were bound together so tight I left the house with an awakening to seek Though I shall come back another bedtime My letter was written in blood You read it with sentimental tears Reminiscing how we made love One eventide felt like years

Life is a Story Every person you come across a character In all this tainted glory Are you the act or the actor? Love is a tragedy Not for the faint-hearted They become afflicted before hearing sorry When their soul mate has departed You are not just a character You are my night and day Not only one chapter Rather the world is a stage and we are the play You are not just my love Story Words could never fully express how much I adore you But you are my Life Story As truth is stranger than fiction, and this tale is true...

Whilst Searching for Inspiration I stumbled upon you Rather than the sun you became my fascination But I am afraid to admit that I love you As it shall run too deep A dangerous vow In the heart you keep The redness of wow I no longer search As I used to out of desperation Because countless famed lovers have heard About my newly found Inspiration Never can I travel without her thoughts In my head Like guns shots Firing at prey to make them dead I only wish she had mercy To not leave me drunk with thirst I am bound by her memory Every day it makes me hurt So traveler do not seek Inspiration You will tumble into something worse A source of de novo desperation You will stumble upon love...

Our chemistry is undeniable But our love is In Denial Before almost dying Your number was the last I dialed I still feel safe with you Though you have lost that attraction That spark that I thought was in you Now never causes a reaction I still like being by your side But there is a loss of temptation Emptiness inside I mistook your serenity for perfection I wish there was still something between us I still want you Friends will continue to tease us But I no longer love you...

The end is near For every lover But they do not fear Now they will run for cover But I dread you Mistook you for a dream In the mist I had seen you Walking on a stream I am a Dreamer My mind can create any scene I never wished to leave her She was my actual dream Still you persisted Calling me to insanity I, as a Dreamer, resisted Yet you dragged me into reality So what you were A miracle rarely seen And as a Dreamer I got Deceived by a dream...

Lovers have judged me for far too long Freedom of speech Is best kept in the writing of a poem or a song What morale are they trying to teach? Shakespeare never knew romance All he wrote was drama Still I do not require another chance To welcome home karma Lovers keep telling me things That I am a heartless man Do they know that their memories still sting? The memories of Those Who Ran They ran away One by one Leaving me in a lonely decay Now I wish to run I have literally felt my heart burn They say love is the medicine But after a while it still continues to hurt In fact infatuation is a sin I will never give any of them another chance Let them die in their ill-fated romance I will never get carried away by another chance I would rather be deceive in hatred than in romance! ...

My heart melted like a candle To your Flame As it was more than I could handle A fire I could never tame I will live through the twilight But be dead by dawn My only mistake was To consider you indifferent to everyone who played the game I thought you were unique Exclusive as your Name Yet you were the opposite Curse my vanity By falling in love with a hypocrite (again) I lost my sanity I will live the rest of my life But be dead from the inside Do not even dare To make me lose the sliver of feeling that I still have for you Or say that you care As only a fool now could adore you...

Feels like I have been walking down the same road Seems like A one-way road Take me Home Somewhere you and I both belong With candles glowing And the lights off Because I know I have been here before Maybe it is where I should have been all this time No need to shift me somewhere Because this place It Feels Feels like Home I followed the signs They led me right back to you We were on perpendicular lines And it was over just too soon With angels Dancing in the dark With candles Providing our scenes with a luminous spark...

She Said, ''Poet why do you look at me this way?'' I replied, ''An artist first pictures elegance in his mind, then on a page'' For I saw the cruelty Underneath your facade Outside there is beauty Inside an evil so odd A shape so unbalanced Impossible to distinguish between Dr. Jekyll and Ms. Hyde A body ripe to be touched Yet a soul that has constantly driven men blind She Said, ''Poet why do you not glance at me like the others?'' I replied, ''A writer himself creates characters'' For I see you as you are My penmanship will depict you Just alongside the ever-fading moon you are a forgotten star Though my lips still wish to kiss you And I ache in this sweet bitterness That is life Will you be my savior from this inwardness? As your figure tells no lies...

I Wander Seeking out your name I wonder If we will ever meet again I surrender To your eternal flame I hinder At the thought of your game I Wander Through rainy streets I wonder If you are still a sight to believe I wonder If you are still alive I Wander Till the moment I die...

It was just so desirable So desirable My heart wore An emblem so heartlessly satirical Walked through streets cold and dark Yet passion could not Spare a spark And in your web of lies I got caught Still I want you To want me There is no sin Nothing worse could happen When you are Pleading Guilty to love An indictment will never be enough There is no excuse No way the words could be misused When I am Pleading Guilty to love A conviction will never be enough You were just so admirable So admirable My palm wore The logo of your name so secular Transfer me to the prison of love And kiss me before I depart I have no idea of what I deserve Afterwards I might burn away the allure from your heart Still I need you To need me...

A teardrop falls on the letter Stains the familiar handwriting- lovely and slender Of his wife, oh, how he had missed her Telling him the good news, the birth of their daughter Someone places a comforting hand on his shoulder It was his dear comrade; like him an army soldier Who knew that his friend's tears were not of happiness But rather, he was drowning in sadness Like they would tomorrow, in blood Never to return. He leaves the grieving man by the camp fire Who was ruing how he had left the heavenly life behind He would have been so happy Together with his family But war had snatched that away What good had it done anyways? Aching for his wife and daughter- who he would never see again He gets up in despair And alongside his sleeping squad, lays down Who were strewn like corpses on the ground. He closes his eyes, his body writhing as he fights the nightmares Incomparable to the bloodshed he would soon face. The world around him was slowly destroyed As b

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A glob of spit lands at the side of his overturned hat And the beggar looks up to see a grinning man It was the landlord, unfair and cruel Clad in a black, expensive suit Standing over him as if he was a pompous god Who walks away haughtily with his bodyguards. The beggar rises from the shadows Walks towards a shriveled, suffering, old man leaning in the snow Fishes out the coins he had collected from his hat And places it into the old man's frostbitten hand A grateful smile forming on his wrinkled, miserable face. The beggar pulls out a sharp blade Which glints intimidatingly in the moonlight Hungering for the blood of the landlord in sight. He begins to tail the man through the crowd Stalking him like a bloodthirsty hound For he was no beggar He was The Cold-Blooded Killer. The poor young boy sells fishes in the corner Scars cover his innocent face, from the beatings of the father Who had cast him out yelling gruffly To earn money for the family He hadn

Saddened, Saddened by the lies Saddened, Saddened by the alibis Saddened, Saddened by the cries Could my eyes get any wetter? The flow of my dreams Emitted in multiple streams No wonder I do not know what reality really means For hopeless romance I am a trendsetter Still nobody knows about You and me And about Our untold love story Yet nobody knows about You and me And about Our bold love story Half-asleep, half-awake How many pills did you take? How many emotions did you fake? That even God has forsaken you Broken, broken hearts Into tiny, tiny parts A qualm never to be justified by words Even passion failed to awaken you Still nobody knows about You and me And about Our untold love story Yet nobody knows about You and me And about Our bold love story...

I look out the window of my gloomy room At the kids playing in the late afternoon 'Rowdy' and 'Hooligans', my parents would say And would order me to stay away I watch as they play a game of football By the beautiful sport I'm enthralled I had always wanted to be a footballer But my dreams are confined to the football jersey I currently wear Since my parents felt it was a waste, to my dismay. They stop as a car parks in a neighbouring driveway And out steps an elderly man Who attempts to carry his heavy bags with his feeble hands The kids- including the small toddler watching from the side- rush to help him And on his aged face forms a wrinkled grin After they finish, he offers them some money seeing as they worked so much But they only thank him for his offer leaving me and the old man touched For the first time, I begin to doubt my parents words The 'hooligans' were out there, changing the world Doing what I had been told to do my whole

In the night sky All the Stars lie Where is her constellation? My eyes are dry From tears that I always cry Whenever I am in anticipation Dear Lord, Let me meet my long-lost lover one last time Dear Lord, Let me treat her with romance one last night Love is a two-day holiday But what is relaxation without desire? Depict us in a portrait as it can never age Our devotion will not cast a shadow on the world, but rather, a fire My universe is colorless Without her touch Her amour is regularly absent Provoking me to be hurt In the night sky All the Stars lie Where is her constellation? My eyes are dry From tears that I always cry Dear Lord, please take away this tingling sensation With the instruments of my temptation I play a sad melody Fervor is just a minor distraction That draws out the emotions of anybody As the believer spends their nights in repentance I spend mine in vain My personal life feels like a death sentence But before dying I wish to s

Note: The poem takes place in a zombie post-apocalyptic scenario. The deer comes to a halt and stoops low To feed on the grass exposed through the thick blanket of snow As it rises, the scintillating sun Enlightens its prominent antlers and gentle brown fur Suddenly, the serenity of the forest is disturbed by a thundering sound And the deer falls down. A young, teenage boy emerges from a thicket of trees Holsters a large rifle onto his back with great unease And goes to admire the kill; the bullet had precisely penetrated the heart When he looks at the flowing blood, it splits open the mental scar of his past. His dad and him trudge through the ruined city, having stuffed their bags with food and water For the incoming deadly winter Though the destruction around was too severe to withstand He still felt secure holding his father's hand. But suddenly their intertwined fingers part ways Followed by a terrifying explosive sound, his father moans with pain Clutchin

Dark-brown eyed beauties Giving you signals for the night Long silky-brunette haired cuties Leaving you tongue-tied Faces with a white glow Black eyeliner on their eyes They never take it slow But who would believe my lies? From all that I know There are Vampires in Lahore Not mentioned in any folklore But from all that I know They feast on your blood Pit feelings never kept aside None of your words they have understood Now check your neck's side That is If you're still alive One teeth-gritted kiss And your life has more than died You are now the undead And amour is eternal Though if you trust a Lahore Vampire after you are dead The end will assuredly be infernal...

Note:  Inspired by Darren Shan's 'The Saga Of Darren Shan' and 'The Saga of Larten Crepsley.' The vampire arrives at town Glad to have found civilization, sighs happily out loud With his stomach rumbling for blood, determined to feed He slinks through the still, rainy streets Making sure no one is around He enters through the window of a dark, quiet house Into a room of a sleeping couple in bed. He makes a cut in the woman's exposed leg And drinks the sweet, savory blood. Looks up after he has quenched his thirst And is stunned, no, not by her beauty and allure But because he had seen her before. His eyes fall on her ear, running down it a small scar And he sputters out blood as the memories hit him like a stake through the heart. He's walking down the street in the bright afternoon Basking in the sunlight, whistling a tune Suddenly, around the corner, he hears a loud cry of pain And he rushes forward to help; half-afraid A pretty, youn

Your eyes were so inviting The night's over as I see the moon subsiding Still I feel something's amiss Your welcome into my life was perfect timing Now all these emotions you keep hiding On a shooting star I make one last wish Instead of just coming online tonight Would you please be mine tonight? Your lies revealed that you were lying Then I witnessed the sun rising Realized that in my soul there's a misplacement of bliss Your departure from my life couldn't be more surprising Now all these feelings you keep hiding Though I keep trying to justify this Instead of just coming online tonight Would you please be mine tonight? The sun is setting so swiftly But your face is all I want to see Because my world is at a loss If you're not part of it my love So Instead of just coming online tonight Would you please be mine tonight? Instead of letting me feel withdrawn tonight Would you please be my valentine tonight? ...

You broke the heart Of a dreamer He thought you were love When all you were was evil He visualized you As his only mistress Still you tempted him Just for a relief of stress You broke the heart The heart of a dreamer Lust mistaken for love You’re a soul criminal Now you’re asking for forgiveness From the dreamer But will he spare another heartbeat? For a Heartbreaker…

When you were going to make me cry all my life Then why did you make my heart happy Once? Even when you’re close you seem so far away Then why did you take my heart in haste Once? Our memories Are not parts of reminiscence Your lips Were not meant for a warm-hearted man to kiss When you were going to wake me up every night Then why did you sing me a lullaby Once? When you were going to leave me tonight When why did you promise never to say goodbye Once? Our secrets Should be considered as lies Our moments Should be delivered to someone else’s mind When you were going to make me cry all my life Then why did you make my heart happy Once? Even when you’re close you seem so far away Then why did you take my heart in haste Once? …

Was it a sign of compassion? A mark leading to a road by which I was led astray Times change Though I will always keep in mind what people say along the way The best things go left unsaid And better so But I hope your memories of me never become so dead You better go An act of kindness By which I became so blind A symbol of weakness From which I can never reverse time An example of blindness You never saw me cry A Gesture of love As I will see it till the day I die These green leaves turn orange-brown As they wither away The beauty of your soul will still take the form of my heart Regardless of its decay…

Remember the first time? We exchanged hellos It was the last time I could picture our halos Time can never be reversed The sad truth of life Voices in the rain can barely be heard Especially during twilight Whenever you walk past by I remember the first time When I saw you with that smile Now Every Time feels like the first time Recall the last time? We spoke delicately to each other Neither do I I am indeed a misled lover Depression can never be fully healed What psychiatrists say is a lie Scars are never fully concealed Just like these feelings that cannot subside I hope this is the last time That we see each other Because it is past time You confess that I am not your eternal lover…

The flame’s unbearable Still I give in to you The taste’s unnatural Still I’d give everything to be with you Will you rise again? From the Ashes Will you be mine again? No faint promises ’Cause you burn inside Your tobacco's running through my veins Trying to let go of you and how hard I've tried I can’t let the smoke out ‘cause it pains Stay inside me Won’t let you fade away into smoke You don’t have to pay to ride me I’d rather choke Will you rise again from the Ashes? Like a phoenix Will you be mine again and forget all that happened Before my heart sinks And fades away as smoke…