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Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
Vampires in Town..

There is a fight among Vampires in the town,
It is said to be for the Vampire crown,
Even some leaving the ruling clan,
To join the opposite renegade clan,
Guess the blood there is more sweet,
Otherwise vampires rarely make a retreat,
These are not humans anymore,
Yet their kind always galore,
In and around this town for more,
Blood, plenty around and not sour,
It has been thus for pretty long,
In this town of Kashur gong,
But when the time will come,
They cannot stand the bright Sun,
But will wither like ashes in the wind,
This town will see last of them,
Sure oh sure the time has to come.
Till then let us watch their dance,
And keep alight our own furnace.

(by: Khan,BA)
Kashur=Kashmir
If any from this land reads this he may know what it says.
Kashur is a native name used as an adjective as well as noun

(The stooge politicians are very notorious for changing their loyalty..)
Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
Leo was happy till the storm came to the woods
The trees flew like leaves and chaos all around,
Is this then the world for which one strives day and night,
Hark man... forget this frenzy and go to the land where time stands still...!

(by Khan, BA)
On this one leave your thoughts.
Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
Khan BA Sep 2017
To My Friend...

"Me down in the lofty bed
As back is feeling like cold lead,
My faithful wife of so many years,
Comforts me best like yester years,
Though she herself is frail & slim,
But her courage is like that of a Hollywood film,
She is the best that I could get,
Otherwise who would take such a bet,
To love a fool of truthful days,
And a being so careless in worldly ways.
I am always thankful to HIM"
HE knows best to run this Realm "

(By: Khan, BA)
This was in reply to my friend Boya (Tahir) who wanted know about my health and ailing back. He lives in Grand Island (NY)..
We spent our teens together while he used to be a wild one, I was named as "Hermit" by him
Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
To My Friend...

"Me down in the lofty bed
As back is feeling like cold lead,
My faithful wife of so many years,
Comforts me best like yester years,
Though she herself is frail & slim,
But her courage is like that of a Hollywood film,
She is the best that I could get,
Otherwise who would take such a bet,
To love a fool of truthful days,
And a being so careless in worldly ways.
I am always thankful to HIM"
HE knows best to run this Realm "

(By: Khan, BA)


__________________­_______
This was in reply to my friend Boya (Tahir) who wanted know about my health and ailing back. He lives in Grand Island (NY)..
We spent our teens together while he used to be a wild one, I was named as "Hermit" by him.!
And my wife… is worth  many such praises.
Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
Guitar


Pluck the strings of your guitar,
Pluck them one by one at par,
The notes may be different if you hear,
The song it sings is but so unique and clear.

These strings I just strike
Makes my slumber fade like morning mist,
And the music that streams out,
Gave me a life that is not on any list.

(by: Khan, BA)
I used to play on guitar, but then long time back it was smashed by the security forces in our rented home and since then I never touched the instrument.
Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
Amber


I never knew what larceny breeds,
I never learnt to give it any heeds,
It is Sheik Alís amber that just needs
I am nobody it all His deeds.
My teacher painted a painting few could see
But those who did flared with glee
The painting such that it looked like glass
Those who had eyes would see through the moss.

(By: Khan, BA)
Ahmed Ali Sep 2017
A Step..

It only takes but a step
To be a reader or a thief,
Now I wonder who will misstep
To cross the line, to be the thief?
Judging by your words down and up
Most of us do not have a belief,
To be right and to keep it up
And that is the greatest of the grief..!!

(Ba)
14.5.2017
[ comments about the reading the book either by barrowing or by stealing, On FB post mentions Iraqi tradition]
A thief is a thief even if he steals the book to Read.
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