My blue skinny jeans,
And creamy white shirt.
I got ready to go on a road trip.
Just as I sat in my car I applied my mascara
And drove away.

As the car stopped near my college,
I took a last glimpse of whether I looked presentable or not.
Well I did !

I was a little tense.
Then there came MISS-OH-SHES-SO-PERFECT.
She was in a red dress.
I mean are we going on a trip or to a ball ?

But that is the only thing that worried me,
Now she'll be the center of attention.
My crush won't even know I EXIST !!!!

My best friend
reminded me I look the best,
And that my crush would certainly see me.

I felt a little confident,
But in the end she got my crush.
And me ?
I'm only left alone,
Singing 'Lonely I'm Mr lonely.'

From that day onwards I  NEVER had a crush !

Fool or no fool,
It's my pen and my paper.
I write what I like,
I write about my desires.
What is it to you?

----

i'll hum to you
a melody
i'll sing to you
a song
that pain will cease
you will find peace
i hope you
sing along

children listen to me
poets please give ear
feel the pain
in this refrain
i hope that you will hear

there are ships
sailing the sky
don't you worry
question why
they drop stardust
where you lie
hear the
poet's lullaby

poets
keep on loving
for this is what
we do
we have dreams
we have schemes
to keep
that love renewed

poets
keep on living
be all that you can be
young or old
your tale's told
write it down
be free!

there's a ship
your muse is near
let her listen
let her hear
give your poetry
and tears
hold on to what
you hold most dear

yes, your ship is sailing
on a sea of ink
once again
you'll dip your pen
once again you'll think

but for now
you're weary
your eyes begin to close
feel the drift
into the rift
where ink

forever flows


soulsurvivor
(C) 8/18/2015

I had a dream,
That I met a guy.
He was as lively as a bird,
And as funny as a lie.
(Don't know why I wrote lie :/ never mind :p)

We conversed about ”Life”,
He said, ” Life isn't about money. It's about eliminating a sense of pride. Giving and taking, respecting, eradicating discrimination and ,caring about others needs.”
No doubt his speech was so right.
And quite wise.

Then he began,
”Before this era, we lived in peace and harmony. People cared about others needs. They helped the poor and spread word of equality.”
With a long pause he said,
” Now all you see is ego and pride. Human race is no less than the animal race. We treat others like savages and feel superior to others. The poor don't get any attention.”

He was right it's true.
I added,
”Malnutrition is widespread and so is killing innocent children. Though there are people who help and realize the pain of others.”
He smiled.
” Yes dear there are people. But does it matter that only 30% of the people who die helping the rest 70% don't.”

” People always change. Once you get money in a large quantity you have no time for others than just showing off. You forget who's Allah. You forget who has given you all this.”
He continued.
” We should set our priorities. Our first priority is give in the name of God. Our second is to feed the poor. Our third is to help our relatives in need. And last is to use up the little we have for our family.”
I was about to say something.

Suddenly I woke up with a jolt.
What a strange dream.
But it was so true.