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Showing posts with label Sad Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sad Poetry. Show all posts

The Zombie Song

The assassin nation , cheers another death
overwhelmingly , while the real enemy
seeks another ploy , to set it's sights on

and the zombie song, goes on and on
about freedom, justice, god and his son
who says to us now, blessed is the gun
and bless the killers, we put our hopes on

and the zombie song, just goes on and on,
death and more death, the procession is long,
the brain eating chorus, death rattles it's song
then devours itself, when the prey is gone

but the zombie song, still goes on
and on and on and on.

Death of my Childhood Place

I miss the place so much
where I could climb trees
ate star apples and green mangoes
from fruit trees near our house                
 
bath in the river
made a raft
out from banana or bamboo trunk
go boating with my brother
and enjoyed swimming in the river
 
Where we made a makeshift dam
got some catfish
or played  with the tadpoles
and shooed away the frogs
 
and on rainy day
played with my childhood friend
creating pots and anything from the mud
forming clay vases and figurines
and enjoy the drizzles of the rain
 
But father sold the place
and we moved to an urban zone
where trees don't bear fruits
and fruits are not on trees but on groceries.
and clays are beneath the cemented road
and during rainy days
people will not go out
and everyone seems so busy on
their business and their job
 
so in grief of my childhood place
and gone with it is my childhood stage

Never again

 Never again will I be duped

Never again will I fall in your trap
 
Never again will I'll get near
to someone who is tricky, sly and foxy
 
Never again will you fool me
Never again will you bring me down
 
Never again will I let cruelty triumph
Never again will you make me cry
 
I'm stronger now and have grown in wisdom
and never again can you ruin my heart
x

Rare Find

It's a rare find these days,
to find a beautiful mature person.
It's is either
beautiful and still a baby,
or matured and ugly.
not because it's the natural law,
but because most of us grow,
bringing with us negativities.
It's not just because of the law of gravity,
that the skin sags and
eye bugs drop in asymmetry
but more because of keeping under our skin,
resentment, frustrations
unforgiveness,  
anger and envy.
and I'm not pointing here
mere physical beauty.
 
 
We can still grow old gracefully,
maybe not physically pretty.
but we can dress our personality
with grace, kindness and congeniality.
It doesn't need an expensive jewelry
to show or bring out the best in us.
 
a warm smile than a frown
a cheerful disposition than a "feeling down"
for sure can make us grow with inner calm.
 
like an unattractive duckling
into graceful swan
or like an ugly caterpillar
into a beautiful butterfly.
or like a pure gold
that keeps its luster
despite the passage of time.

Guilty Pleasure

I'm happy
but I feel guilty
of doing a thing which is others say…
a satiation to be abhorred
 
I'm living in this world…
of instilling what is moral
giving me  lingering guilt…
Instead of peace after the said gratifying sensations
 
I'm happy with what I have done
guilty pleasures!...
but the larvae and worms of religion
is pestering my conscience
 
I'm neither a monk nor a hermit…
I am flesh and not a spirit
I'm surrounded with heart-beating human…
who make my pandering emotions in wrangle
 
Perhaps!...
what the religion says as heavenly paradise…
is for the innocents…

I've been tempted by the Temptress

I've been tempted by the temptress
I've fallen into her sin
her sin consumes my flesh
through her soft and delicate skin

in this war she fights
she fights you from with in
she battles with her body
my body won't let me win

with my soul I give
I give to her to let me in
even though I know
it's one of man's
seven deadly sins

I've been tempted by the temptress
I have been persuaded by her touch
with each intoxicating breath we breathe
and connect
erecting bonds that do not bind
she confines me with her lust
buried with in her sin
she holds me hostage from with in
inside her human cage
she suffocates
with all her lust and rage

I've been tempted by the temptress
I live in her for her sin

her passion consumes the fantasy
her insanity consumes the mind
her compassion I seek
but can not find

I've searched deep inside her
looking for her truth
her truth she does not leave
leave for me to find

with each gaze into her eyes
I see but do not  realize
I bought and paid for all her lies

I've been tempted by the temptress
I've given into her sin
she fills me with her lust
I do unto her
what she does unto me
I'm giving back
what she's givin me
together our souls will burn
burn for all eternity

with her heart she will disguise
she misleads you with her lies
with her tears she cries
she hides
with out love
she opens up letting you inside
with her words she will manipulize
when she speaks she deprives
she speaks words that deceive
when she cuts you you will bleed
she will bring you to your  knees

I've been tempted by the temptress
I've come to her to sin
even though I know
it's one of man's
seven deadly sins

I've been tempted by the temptress
but I could not escape her lust
I know there's no salvation
trying to resist her temptation

when she needs me
she feeds me
she leaves me
empty with her lust

In the End...

I have done this
I have done that
I have done You
but I never did You
while I did this or that
It was all about you baby
until you came
with that other guy
to my party
In his tight T-shirt, white teeth
introduced as your cousins friend
The DICK
I knew it

And now, since you want to know
That is how I ended up with Tally

Survival of the Laziest


Reality check 
in the world of 'survival of the laziest'
the laziest one survives, the industrious one transfers
 
Survival of the laziest, 
the new sacred shibboleth
of the so called corporate
 
the laziest you are , the longer you stay
the enthusiastic you are , the more exhausted you are,
 in the so called workplace
 
just a reality check , why this thrive in the modern corporate
the laziest holds the power, the hard working still works the harder.

Recent Bachelor

> Now that I am a bachelor
> the beer doesn't taste as good
> I am not hungry
> I don't want to paint or write
> Reading sucks when there is no interruption
> American Idol is no fun without an argument
> There is no one to tell me I have to get up early
> So I can't sleep
>
> I have only been a bachelor for 20 hours
> my whole life has changed
> Plus the dogs look at me funny
> like part of me is missing

We are the enemy

> We have lost ourselves
> in these gadgets of
> convenience.
>
> We have gotten so use
> to being propagandized
> we fail to recognize
> the propaganda.
>
> So we use the word
> to demonize
> the enemy.
> Failing to see
> we are the enemy.

Big Belly



Child hunger I have never known
I was well fed as a child
and so were mine and theirs
I never knew a person who went hungry
but they say they are out there
starving people in America?

I guess you could count me
as a teenager
when I saved my lunch money
all week
to buy beer and gas for the weekend
I was rather thin

If I see a starving child
I will let you know
maybe we can chip in
for a happy meal

SHE IS A SEA, BUT…


She is a sea, but I am a sailor,
A habitual sensual hoverer on water,
Senses the current of her unique flair,
Like a lover so fervent in his dear!

At all times entices me, to surf on her,
So mildly like a timid bride,
Seldom she roars in ecstasy, but so wild,
Yet quite submissive to my rudder!

Shores always creamed with foam
Abetting my bard heart to reform!
Every time there is a spot extreme new,
Which is known only to incredible few!

And I go deep down into her often,
To touch those spots affluent like heaven,
Where she keeps the germs hidden,
Which at all times makes her feel redden!
Every time there is a spot extreme new,
Which is known only to incredible few!

Broken Heartless Soul


This heart is fake
As Ive been told;
No loving hearts
Can make it whole,
No dam lights
above can treasure it Now;
For now I…….
Live in forever sorrow,
Of they dying world
I left behind, with no thought at all.
You loved whats not ment to love
As though u do what u want anyways;
For this heart is now ripped
Right out;
i feel your fake as i was
Know i suffer more inside me
now one can jugde me
this face so cold
i feel i am suffering what love has
to offer thy heart thats decaying.
But yet u punish me anyways
to breath is hard enough
I feel sick with dout
know you feel what i felt
but not good enough.
to bleed is a sign of pureaty
not nowing were it takes me.
thses stupide friends
cant emagin how i feel
so for all of u just shut your mouth,
firends are better of dead
as my head begins to hurt
i youth this pain of self hurt.
until i rise again i will be silent in shame.

These tears Besides Me


i lay here silent, in a puddle full of tears
caused by my regrets, by my mistakes and by my fears
i can’t believe its over, i can’t believe its doneyou said i was your lover, you said i was the one

and now we both feel hurt, not one knows how to fix us
and these tears they lay besides me, i wonder if you miss us?
my feelings they surround me, they tell me what to do
but i wish that you were with me, i wish u wished that too

if i could write you a poem and you’d say you’d take me back
i still couldn’t find the words, but its not words i lack
the lies they killed my trust when you fled into his arms
he’s not even like me, yet you fell for his silly charms
i know i said some bad things and what you did was death
but i forgave you for our love, wont you forgive me Steph?
you tell me your confused, ‘tween me and your old love
you say you don’t have those feelings, did you really switch them off?

inside i know you love me and i know that you’ll return
but you left me with your cuts, now i have scars that burn
my head tells me to leave you, you’re nothing but deceipt
but without you i can’t function, without you i can’t breathe

my friends they say i’m crazy, move on and let it go
but i am crazy for you, my friends they just don’t know
i’m waiting for that moment, when the moon and stars align
i’m wishing in this moment, i wish that you were mine

but these tears they lay beside me, not one was shed for me
these tears they lay beside me, not one will set me free
these tears they lay beside me, not one can be undone
these tears they lay beside me, they tell me you’re the one..........

Woh Nahi Tha Meri Tabiyat Ka.....


Woh Nahi Tha Meri Tabiyat Ka....

Na rawa hai sukhan shikayat ka...woh nahi tha meri tabiyat ka...

Dasht mein shehr ho gaye abaad...Ab zamana nahi hai wehshat ka...

Waqt hai aur koi Kaam nahi...Buss Maza le raha hun Fursat ka...

Main agar tazkra krun to krun...Kiss ki zulfon ka, kiss ki qaamat ka...

Mar gaye khwaab sab ki aankhon k...Her taraf hai gila haqeeqat ka...

An mujhay dhyaan he nahi aata...Apnay honay ka, apni haalat ka...

Tujh ko paa ker zyaan hua hum ko...Tu nahi tha hamari qeemat ka...

Subh se shaam tak meri duniya...Aik manzar hai us ki rukhsat ka...

Kya Btaon k zindagi kya thi...Khwaab thi, Jaagnay ki haalat ka...

Kehtay hain Intehaaye-e-ishq jisay...Ik faqat khail hai Murawwat ka...

Aa gae Darmyaan Rooh ki baat...Zikr tha Jism ki zrurat ka...

Thook ker khoon Rung mein rehna...Main hunar-mannd hun aziyyat ka...

Zindagi ki ghazal tamaam hui...Qaafiya reh gya mohabbat ka...

 By John Elia.....

My room is silent now..


My room is silent now..
And you’re the only thing on my mind..
There’s so much that I wanted to change..
How I wish I could just rewind..

I wish I could go back in time..
Back to when we were still in school..
When i first saw you with my own eyes..
And instantly fell like a fool..

Back to laughing till we cried..
And listening to our favourite song..
“A thousand years” a thousand times..
I felt with you was where I belonged..

But now those times are over..
They’re just memories put on display..
And I’m alone in my room..
Trying to throw these old memories away..

Qayam Karti Thi WO Mujh Mein Soofiyon Ki Tarah


"Qayam Karti Thi WO Mujh Mein Soofiyon Ki Tarah"
By Wasih Shah


Galli Main Dard Ke Purze Talash Karti Thi
Mere Khatoot ke Tukrre Talash Karti Thi

Bholaye Kon Azeeat Pasandiyan Usski
Khushi Ke Dhair Main Sadme Talash Karti Thi

Ajab Hijr Parasti Thi Uski Fitrat Main
Shajar Ke Toot-Te Patte Talash Karti Thi

Qayam Karti Thi WO Mujh Main Soofiyon Ki Tarhan
Udass Rooh Ke Goshay Talash Karti Thi

Tamam Raat WO Parday Hata Ke Chand Ke Saath
Jo Kho Gaye Thay WO Lamhe Talash Karti Thi

Kuch Iss Liye Bhi Mere Ghar Se USS KO Thi Vehshat
Yahan Bhi Apne Hi Payare Talash Karti Thi

Ghuma Phira Ke Judai Ki Baat Karti Thi
Hamesha Hijer Ke Harbe Talash Karti Thi

Tamam Raat WO Zakhma Ke Apni Pooron KO
Mere Wajood Ke Raaz Talash Karti Thi

Duayen Karti Thi Ujrre Huway Mazaron Per
Bari Ajeeb Sahare Talash Karti Thi

Mujhe to Aaj Bataya Hai Badlon Ne ”Wasi”
WO Laut Aane Ke Raaste Talash Karti Thi...


Ek Tm He Tu Thay...


Ek Tm He Tu Thay...

Aaj bhe tere liye Dil mein chahatein baqi hain,
Tjhse jo krni thein wo kuch an’kahein batein
Baqi hain,

Kaise soch liya tm ne hamein teri talab nhe,
Dil mein utar ke dekh ab bhe teri Aarzoen
Baqi hain,
Kabhe fursat milay tu aa kr dekh mere dil ke makan mein
Aaj bhe
Teri Khushbo,
Teri Parchaiyan,
Teri Rahnaiyan,
Teri Sargoshiyan,
Teri Chahatein,
Teri Aahatein,
Baqi hain,
Dekh mera zarf ke main toot kar bhe bikhra nhe,
Aankh mein aansu hein par,,
Muskurahatein ab bhe
Baqi hain….

Wehshat

......>>>>>Wehshat>>>>>.......

Mohabbat se bhi nafrat ho gai hai
Humein yeh Kaisi wehshat ho gai hai,

Fana kar daloon khud ko aur sab ko
Meri Yeh Kaisi Fitart Hogai hai,

Jahan matlab wahan mohabbat miley gi
Tijarat Si mohabbat ho gai hai,

Mujhey wehshat thi jis dewangi se
Wohi phir meri qismat ho gai hai....

Tooota Dil

bena dekhay tare tasveer bana sakte hoon,
.
.
.
bena pochay teray dil ka hal batasakte hoon,
.
.
.
itna taqat hai mare mohabbat main,
.
.
.
kay aapne ankh ka anso tere ankh main gera sakte hoon.....