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Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
Hairless Bared meet This demonic figure
With slouched back and walk so vigour
He will cut you Pierce you and laugh with your
screams
Leave you a ****** message to prove he is supreme
Blood dripping from your cuts you will stare
helplessly
You will cry out loud and beg him for mercy
He loves to hear you scream you better not stop
Or he will bash you with his axe and keep you as a
prop
He will keep you as a trophy . He will laugh at you
everyday
So better stay awake and scream and weakly there
you lay
Till you give up the ghost he will sharp his knife And
drag you up to his palace
And let you rot there for the rest of your life
His name is Mickey Malice
Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
Words pop up from my mind
Like a pop corn from a dish
Till I smear them on the paper
& Forming the queue to bind
Lightly, Slowly, Swaying in the air
They fall on the plain of your heart
Like the feather of a bird
It tickles your soul
and let it slowly depart
Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
Beautiful pair of dove
Veiling their head in neck
Avoiding the hearty gaze
Love That's beyond love
With the twit in the beak
They twitch, Twirl and toss
From Rome, Italy to Paris
In the sky of Candy floss
Like a snow covered dame
And the snowman in the veldt
Forms the heart of snow
In which the atmosphere melts
Windy air and ****
Cooing voice and bliss
Beautiful pair of dove
Veiling their head in neck
Avoiding the hearty gaze
Love that 's beyond the love
Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
Wanted a warm hug oh these harsh cool wind
WINTER IS STRIKING THE DOOR
The hot cup of coffee with blanket warped over me
OH ! NO WINTER IS STRIKING THE DOOR
Reading near the fireplace lost in the rhythm of
rocking
chair
Ah! Gotcha said winter coming close to me
Restless on the chair I made my way to run
But soon winter holds me tight , I am caught he said
with a
grin
I am so freezed and squirmed a lot
Living with winter , like in prison
BUT HAPPY TO KNOW SUMMER WOULD BE SOON
STRIKING
OUR DOOR
Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
Mist over high , In the mysterious way
Lying like a grass in the bright hot day
When I was walking with my Allies
And My pals or my Buddies
Nothing was clear and difficult to see
So cloudy so disturbing it seemed to me
Sun rays breaking the chain of cloud
Which increased the difficulty for the crowd
When I was walking in the peaceful routes
Falling Leaves like Beautiful parachutes
When I Woke up and saw that I had dreamt ,
looked up and down Then Right and left
Stood frozen for second till I was on track
till their was a glass of water and a splash !
Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
My friend is so upset , I don 't know why
I can make her happy , At least I should try
Maybe a tickle would work or it will make her angry
I think she is bored or else she is hungry
Maybe I should try to wipe away her stress
Engage her in some game or do some crazy stuff
UGH! I am so bored , You know what I tried ?
Brought a cake for her the flavour she liked
I think she didn 't like that creamy strawberry cake
Or the cream that was , Perfectly spread on her face
Masuma Mirza Jul 2015
The scene of the class what can I explain
The boredom, The teacher all are the same
She yells at us her name is Mrs Jude
Her big framed glasses Oh ! She is so rude
Show pity our cries came straight from our heart
But she wasn ' t paying attention , Yeah ! She was
playing smart
Suddenly she turned and gave us a deadly gaze
We were scared like hell couldn 't look at her face
But the moment she smiled and called me , Hey Bud
I was about to trip the floor with the loud thud
But soon that she turned and left the class in rage
To the world of my dreams from where she came
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