Category Archives: Pakistan

Ballerina

The sweet smell of my rose
in a red ballerina dress
pirouette grace
perfect stance
in her stride
my heart just divides
in thousand singing
sparrows, admiring
her beauty, that soul
unmoal (انمول) 🙂

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Concrete oasis burning

Humans worse than
animals at the gates
murdering anyone who
they see against their fates
hands are blackened
by the blood they spill
eyes red, heavens
nightmares their heads fill
without looking at faces
who they kill, they kill
innocent screams in fear,
ignored by savages with no ears

This was written after a terrorist attack in Karachi in June 2014, a city I am fond of and have amazing memories. The photos are from Jinnah international airport which was targeted and many innocent people were killed, all terrorists are dead as well.
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Condemned

Never you?
And never me?
How could it be
I thought
We are bound
Life long
After life
Eternity
How could you
Be so cruel
Leaving me
Treating me
Disposable
Throwable
Ignorable?
Simple one
Beautiful, with
a dimple, one
It’s not you
It’s just me
Scoundrel
Deplorable
Scum of the earth
Horrible
I did it once
Will do it again
Just like to see
Everyone
in pain
You can
hate me
Berate me
Just don’t forgive
Curse me
Immerse me
In dark deep
Fires of hell
That’s where
I belong
for life long
Eternity
Not with you
Just with me!

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Faces

Food and hunger
Calm and danger
Friend, stranger
All we see
Show our pain
moments we lost
Unexpected gain
Some show grace
Pure lust too
Crazy thoughts
False or true
Happy, sad
Pensive, mad,
Some red,
faces

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Silence of a night

Silence of a dark night
deafening for the soul
Looking towards redemption
Stories untold

Life is but a prism
Colours separating from the seams
Dark ones are quiet
Light ones scream

May be we are prisoners
our small deeds
Considered crimes
Punishable indeed

As the night passes
we are left without words
travelling long distances
returning where we stood
the dawn appears at last
Time to wear our masks

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Reality

Another one of us has left
Day of reckoning, our end is near
will miss his voice, his deep thought
his soul will be missed, so his heart
scratches, punches, reality bites so hard,
immense grief struck, falling apart
the world will keep moving, show must go
a reminder has come, not long to go
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