My first blog that helped me explore my inner self;a roller coaster ride of uncanny emotions which involves dark side of life,love & more...

Angels live among us
Writing soothes the feelings inside me
I know I am not highly talented when it comes to writing,
I never knew my texting hobby would turn into something new,
It grew up in me like the secret admirer,
nudging me all along,but never pushing me,
suprising me all along and it took few genuine hearts to bring it out from me,
my heart,my soul and my thoughts are deeply connected ,everytime my fingers work
and I am satisfied...
Saturday, April 2, 2016
Grateful death
I lie down looking at the barren sky
waiting for the shooting stars to flood the emptiness
that has painted black my evergreen sorrows
I saw past, flashing across melancholic present
whispering to my surreal self that lay still..
O’ child , you ain’t got a future
so stop drowning in your fantasies
lift yourself and jump off the cliff
and see for yourself the mystery that you once questioned
the heaviness that flows with you, slowly feels light
the wings that will sprout from your fears
will lift you up to the heavenly skies
rays of hope will fall on your fading self..
it’s time my child to bid goodbye
to all sorrows and happiness
that were part of your forgotten dreams..
wake up and smell the grateful death
and drown yourself in heavenly glory.
waiting for the shooting stars to flood the emptiness
that has painted black my evergreen sorrows
I saw past, flashing across melancholic present
whispering to my surreal self that lay still..
O’ child , you ain’t got a future
so stop drowning in your fantasies
lift yourself and jump off the cliff
and see for yourself the mystery that you once questioned
the heaviness that flows with you, slowly feels light
the wings that will sprout from your fears
will lift you up to the heavenly skies
rays of hope will fall on your fading self..
it’s time my child to bid goodbye
to all sorrows and happiness
that were part of your forgotten dreams..
wake up and smell the grateful death
and drown yourself in heavenly glory.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Forbidden whispers
Pearls of love caressing my heart
How I wish it could lift my
chin
And end the suffering of night
long lost
A faded memory of laughter
slipped through my mind
Running amongst the lush
fields of pansies
That waited long enough to be
placed on my bare chest
A dream of forbidden beauty
drifting in melancholic waves
Together they lifted my broken
wings
Bejeweled them with thorns of
agony
To take me higher to the land
of glory
And drop me to eternal sands
of darkness
Sunday, May 26, 2013
EMOTICONS
Time
Time that makes me scary
Time that makes me cry
Time that makes me sorry
That that makes me fiery
Fear
Fear that drives me
Fear that eats me
Fear that burns me
Fear that surmounts me
Craziness
Craziness in me
Craziness in you
Craziness in life around me
Craziness in all things pretty
Dreams
Dreams buried in me
Dreams that ripped my heart
Dreams that faded away
Dreams that outlived me
Sorrows
Sorrows of the world
Sorrows of the lives
Sorrows that shrunk us
Sorrows that strengthened us
Blasphemy
Blasphemy in 300
Blasphemy in Bible
Blasphemy in you
Blasphemy in me
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Questions
The lies that we lived?
The lies that we are yet to see?
The lies that swept past us?
The lies that became a part of us?
What is inner peace all about???
The mystery that engulfed sweet sorrows?
The boon that we kept waiting for ?
The serendipity of hopes ?
The only belief that drove us ?
What is love all about??
The sweet nothings that kissed us ?
The pain that outlived us ?
The only truth that filled up our senses ?
The faith that kept us going ?
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Stoning of Soraya M.
The tender bones of beautiful Soraya
that well fed the innocent stray dogs
never left the earth,got buried deep inside
to leave a mark,the mark of agony
People should hear her story
The story that burned many a women
Women of today,women of yesterday
Their innocence remained futile to the blind world
She was the shining messiah
The star that lit the dark streets
the voices of her delicate self
were trapped deep inside her wounds
her eyes were the graveyard of many men
who pelted her with stones
Her sons,her husband,her father,her brothers
The weak selfish soul of blind men
Her wrath could kill them all
but fate chose her
leaving her daughters in angel's hands
she let herself be buried up to her waist
her head held high,her stare meant everything
she spoke her last words that fell into deaf ears
she wasn't afraid of death,but the pain she knew ,she can't escape
Neither did the signs help her
The plethora of stones that showered on her
killing her again and again that even her soul barely lived
she might have died on the unfortunate grounds
but her soul walked on heavenly clouds
The truth spilled later but her soul left before
But did it make any difference
Yes,to the world it did,it remained another heart burning story
while the innocent women kept burning in those hells forever..
Their voices had no meaning
Their prayers remained unanswered
Allah,show mercy on them
They are your true angels...
Friday, July 20, 2012
love still rules...
The heart that leapt high in to the dark blue skies
For what joy,she asked her withered soul
Fondness that made her go back
where the rear view mirror stood still
For she wanted to see reality
the truth that made her realize
that love had become her self,
Bitterness that bit her heart
made her cold and crumbled her emotions
She brushed aside the feeling
that made her curl her lips
Her tears lost their track
It fell down on the mirror of hope
the life that blurred her vision
She knew it had to be
the way she wished her life to be
In love with her sober self
Words that made her believe
that love still survives
that love is the victory
that love is the success...

Fondness that made her go back
where the rear view mirror stood still
For she wanted to see reality
the truth that made her realize
that love had become her self,
Bitterness that bit her heart
made her cold and crumbled her emotions
She brushed aside the feeling
that made her curl her lips
Her tears lost their track
It fell down on the mirror of hope
the life that blurred her vision
She knew it had to be
the way she wished her life to be
In love with her sober self
Words that made her believe
that love still survives
that love is the victory
that love is the success...
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