*"There is a certain placidity in my seclusion .
The feeling of affection seems like an obtrusion.
Here is peace , but out there whole world is prying.
Probing us for flaws and they never stop trying.
Testing us with abstracts like love & what-not.
As the chains of spurious amity tighten the ****** knot.
I am amidst the society, yet I am sequestered.
And the resentment has become more festered.
I have no enmity for the world out there.
In lieu of perfidious world , I prefer to be here.
That fabricated affinity I just elude.
So, I always hanker for tranquility of my personal solitude ."*
-asim.javid
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 3:17 AM UTC
*" she shed her emotions like four seasons. . .
the gloom in her eyes carried certain reasons. . .
from all the nights she sparkled brightest in the moon less one. . .
and then she faded into the sky like a dying sun. . .
striving through the excruciating weathers that soaked her dry. . .
with all that ache and not a tear to cry. . .
was it her strength that held her high. . .
or was it the despair when hopes were a lie... "*
-asim.javid
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 3:10 PM UTC
*Expression is important.
There are times when you want to scream your heart out and paint the walls with what's building inside your brain.
The aggressive, blunt and killer feelings just reside inside and somehow you want to spill them out.
Surrounded by suffocating truths , lies and millions of mixed emotions , humans tend to collapse.
Expressing ,not only in darkest of emotions but also in the most colorful of moments , is essential.
To disencumber the heart from feelings and emotions that sink it , we express.
Way outs can be simple and they can be labyrinthine.
Screams , music,words, art and what not. Our world is surrounded by these expressions.
Every thing that touches us and relates to us, is someone's expression .
Expressions give rise to heartening forms of art and mystics of world. We are surrounded by such things , that way we are part of everyone's life. That's how we are all connected.
Is it not curious, how world so big seems so familiar when we are introduced and when we understand the hidden meanings of it?
I believe , this whole world is just
an expression of God's mind.*
©asim.javid
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 2:41 AM UTC
*"Lying in the colors of our soul are the drops of our insanity.
A single trapped drop carrying the ocean inside .
We are always ready to unleash the oceans.
We just need some currrent which touches our soul , and shakes our roots.
It can be love, passion , adventure or any person.
As long as our souls are disturbed by these home like feeling we are ready to become storms "
-asim.javid*
Sep 19, 2016
Sep 19, 2016 at 3:35 AM UTC
*If we peek into our souls,
We'd find broken lovers feeding despair to opportunities.
Hidden under the mask of compassion is our selfish nature.
We think we are either trying to heal our souls or cure the souls of those we love .
©asim.javid*
Sep 12, 2016
Sep 12, 2016 at 11:19 AM UTC
*The definition of beauty is surrounded to one's perception.
Lose the perception, every flaw is a beauty.
&
Lose the definition, everything & everyone becomes beautiful*
# asim.javid
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
*Our withered souls are like
dying sunsets,
hoping to never die.
But only after death,
the sun rises again*
#asim.javid
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
*Patterns of the past follow you like fire blazed,
Ever wondered if they will still find your scars and be amazed?
Changing yourself wouldn't undo the mistakes,
For in this life you will get one time takes.
The soul is always hungry for something wild,
But because of the undenying deeds, the heart turns mellow and mild,
It is afraid of someone looking at her naked face,
Ashamed & embarrassed still holding up with the world's pace.
Maybe in the end we all have to find our kind of people,
Just as shady, wild, bound by the demons of a great keeper,
No matter how much you run, your feet is already set on fire,
Are you gonna choose between pure love or the well-aged desire.
No matter how much escape & how much you run.
Everything settles, even the shimmering sun.
Look at you & look around, you think suffering is just in you and you are the only one?
Pain & sorrows lies in every soul and that spared none.
The unsettling desires , the relentless pursuing of dreams.
All hide under the reality when it screams.
The despair and powerlessness take over the soul.
Plant your feet and fight for your goal.
Past is a demon , past is cruel and the past, it sure teaches.
The wild experience and inexplicable lessons it preaches.
It beholds immense complexities and innumerable lessons , for past is the creator of future and past is a dauntless teacher*.
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 5:30 AM UTC
*She has annulled the ideas of lugubriousness and sorrow.
She is like a spirited rhapsody with no care for tomorrow.
She is effulgent like a shimmery ethereal.
I see her as an elysian effigy.
Wondering how real can she be ?
Is there nothing broken inside ? Is there nothing that aches ?
May be She is mystery, not to be solved.
All I can see is that there are strange strings involved.
With her I am falling in these inscrutable ties.
And She is more than what meets my eyes....
© asim.javid*
Aug 18, 2016
Aug 18, 2016 at 5:27 AM UTC
*Day after day you wipe humans away.
Don't you see in that crowd, there is
a mother , a father,
a daughter and a son.
What do you want to prove with
your hand holding a gun.
Is is just ? Is it fair ?
You are not a human, not even near.
No matter what you call yourself,
you belong to no religion.
You are not a father , not a brother,
not even mother's son.
You smear your religion ,
you smear humanity.
Your actions are no more than
a plaguey insanity.
Where are your morals, where is
your human code?
You betray the mother earth , which is your abode.
You inflict anguish,
You scourge families.
We detest you and have branded you
" a Terrorist ".
No matter how much you terrorize,
we humans will always find sheer
strength to resist.
© asim.javid*
Jun 29, 2016
Jun 29, 2016 at 8:39 AM UTC