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310 · Feb 2017
Her Gaze (A Senryu)
Ali Qureshi Feb 2017
Her gaze falls upon
the nervous wreck that I am
Leaving me breathless*

© Ali Qureshi
287 · Feb 2017
Writing (A Senryu)
Ali Qureshi Feb 2017
Practicing my prose
Poetry and penmanship
Writing whatever
285 · Mar 2017
On Hold
Ali Qureshi Mar 2017
She puts me on hold
I stand looking at the stars
Figuring out life*

© Ali Qureshi
Ali Qureshi Mar 2017
I've been told by you,
I lack.
I've too cut you, lots
Of slack!

Now kick out the
dictionaries!
I'm letting go of all
pleasantries.

For once, it's adequate
to do so.
You know, that I know,
That you know.

Oh! you see, *what I did
there?

No? Read again, I'm right
here.

I like to keep it simple,
you mind?
Fingers on my right temple,
I grind!

                        ..........   "Hey watch out" - "look out"
                    ,,,,,,,,,,,,,        "Hey! who's behind-"
..... "It's me."
                                       ....... "I've come to put you in a total bind."

Take a pause,
wait - rewind,
"It's me", I've come to put
you in a total bind.

I wanted to say,
I adore you.
You cringed your nose?
I abhor you!

All your beauty, was
for naught!
To care for girls, was
I taught.

I have spoiled you
and free, let you roam,
Took all the poison and
a mouth, filled with foam.

I wander about distraught,
within my home.
Family and friends readying
me, a tomb.

You may cry a river,
cry a sea, or an ocean.
You may cut out of your body,
every bit, every portion.

In heaven I end up
or in hell I burn.
One thing's for sure,
There's no return.

© Ali Qureshi
The continuation to one of my poems "It's best to stay away".
Hope you all like it as much as I do.
278 · Feb 2017
Insomnia - The Dreadful
Ali Qureshi Feb 2017
When did I last sleep?
I do not remember.
I try to recall
Where am I? oh yes!

I'm here. I'm home.

Good, Good. Take a breath.
Take your time.
It happens as such;
Every now and then
Breathe and let it be.

It's an overflowing sea
My mind just can't stop
Spilling fluids, neurons
Firing. Ah! it stopped
I wonder! I think and think.

What was I thinking?
Are you really reading?
Should you read?
Should I write?
Does it matter?*

Take a breath.
Let it be.

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Written by Ali Qureshi
Next in the series "Insomnia - Back Again" (part 2/4)
This is the first part in a series of poems that I wrote all under the heavy influence of an Insomnia spell, I had a month back or so.
268 · Mar 2017
Hurting
Ali Qureshi Mar 2017
There she lies
waiting to fall asleep
but can't,
thinking of her beloved
far away somewhere
never returning-
forever gone.

She's hurting.

He's chasing sleep.
Thinking of her
keeps him awake
through the night,
the pain of being apart
he feels it too.

He's hurting.

In plain simple words:
If she hurts,
he does too.


**© Ali Qureshi
Sometimes love hurts, and words can't describe the intensity.
251 · Jan 2017
The Life Of A Pawn
Ali Qureshi Jan 2017
Oh! Sweet Oblivion
The way, you cajole;
The way, I can still smile;
The way, I still remain whole.

Oh! Sweet Oblivion
Cause of you,
* I knew not any despair.
Cause of you, I made it out.
Cause of you, I felt world was fair.

Oh! Sweet Oblivion
The way, you cajole;
The way, I can still smile;
The way, I still remain whole.


Oh! Sweet Oblivion
Cause of you, the pain, I could bear.
Cause of you, I did, as I was ordered.
Cause of you, I felt, towards anyone, no fear.


*Written by Ali Qureshi

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