Somewhere afar,
                                                 ­ There
                                                   lives
                                              something
   ­                                                   so
           ­                                         dark,
                  ­                                  That
                          ­                          evicts
                                ­                  the soul,
                                      And sets the body apart.

                                                     This
                                                 evil demon
                                                     first
                                                 possesses
                                                  the body,
                                        Leaving behind scars.

                                                       I
                                                have not
                                                  found
     ­                                                  a
                                                 suitable
                                             horror movie
                                                       to
                                                   watch,
                                                      So
 ­                                                  this is
                                                    what
       ­                                        so far I got !

I'm already so wasted,
Get me something new and I'll taste it !!!!

I'll forgive you when I want,
Just not right now because i can't !!!

Light shades,
Dark shades,
What am i to wear?

Lipstick, mascara,
Base and nail polish,
Mom in the back ground says, ' You're going to college.'

**** !
I need a new bag,
Also a liner by Mac.

Maybelline polishes,
All stacked,
So many colours,
But not black.

I need to apply Revlon,
As much as i can put on,
Making my lashes prominant.

5th Avenue, Still and Elizebeth Arden,
I want to wear them all,
' Oh no, i don't ' says my conscience,
But then again they're scents and my heart wants them.

Unzipping my wallet,
' No ', i have not much.
Making the puppy dog face,
' Mom ! Can i get money to buy a base ? '

She nodded.
' Also i want perfume, liner, mascara and a nail polish. '
She gives me a look.
' Go get your money and spend them on it.'

But i have no money,
I say,
She says,' Get a job and buy all of it.'
Like a baby i sob.

She ignores,
Looking all bored,
So she knows,
I'm acting emotional then why not scold

His idiocy infuriates me,
He is always trying to ridicule with people,
Thinking he can win all respect.

The way he talks,
He puts me in paradox,
Thank God !
I'm impervious to his absurdity.

Falling a prey to his stories,
Would be a fault,
Don't want to believe his sarcasm,
Because all it gets me is wroth !

I don't like liars,
I don't like cheats,
If they're like this to me,
Then I'm not sweet !

He has probably forgotten my existence,
But the problem now is that;
He has left me space bound.

I think about him day and night,
Drifting deeper and deeper into my ponderings,
His irresistible touch,
And flawless smile.

But,but,
Now he is a goner,
And I, on the other hand am a loner,
Sigh !

Love is all he wants,
But he doesn't know I want,
Promises and lies is all he does,
Justifications is what he thinks are must,
Why doesn't he understand,
That he is not what I planned,
I don't want him in my life,
But all he wants to consider is his future wife,
It is obnoxious to even imagine,
He wants a response in reaction,
His pleading has made me sick,
He wants me to say 'yes' in a blink,
It's not  possible,
The two of us are not compatible,
Sense and humor has faded,
And only what left behind is to be aided,
Please have mercy,
And let me live in a journey of peace and eternity !

Words unspoken,
Lips sealed,
Heart beats fast.

As he comes close the world stopped for a second,
Felt like  heaven ,
Spaces filled,
All the pain and distance faded.

Blood stoped flowing could it be?
Not sure until he hugged,

Love and compassion filled,
That was it !

It felt like the earth was shaking,
Like we were standing under the spotlight,
Yes it was love,

It felt like we were floating,
How beautiful it felt,
Until,
It all shattered.

Heart perplexed,
Eyes filled with tears,
Nothing was the same.

He was gone,
Gone like the wind.
All their left were memories,
Memories of the one who got away !

It may seem all that good,
But love in its way says,
Keep away !!

Never get caught up in this wistfulness,
For love is a matter of haste and betrayal.  
BEWARE !

I don't care what people say,
I'm prone to what I do.

I am the master of my own thoughts,
So, rather than complaining
Deal with it !

Standing in the middle of a crowded stadium,
Millions of people from everywhere,
Cheering at the top of their lungs.....

BAM !

The lights flew open,
There I am on the bed.
Dreaming about a sweet victory,
So much for dreams to come true !

You mean more to me,
Than diamonds and sapphires.

Loyal,
Sincere,
Trust worthy,
There seems to be no word in this world that doesn't describe your qualities,

You are my love,
My heart,
I call you my, 'kapoochikin'.
Though embarrasing,
But cute.

My love for you is like;
Stars sparkling in the sky.

This poem is quite awkward,
But you know I'm very straight forward,

So my friend lets finish this poem with the usual trend,
We are best friends forever and ever,
Till the world ends !

If only I was superman,
Not needing to consult others on my plan,
I could fly anywhere I want,
Away from all these flaunts,

Reminding people what it feels to be pained,
Eliminating a sense of vain,
Reviving people from danger,
Better than all those egositic and procrastinating rangers,

That's going to be me,
I know its hard as it seems,
But, believe it or not,
I will never be a rot !

No matter,
What I do.
Or,
Where I go;
You will always be a part of me.

Hoisting flags everywhere,
Houses lit with lighting,
Crowd of patriots,
Celebrating this day in high spirits,
23rd March is the date,
A round of applause to our leaders,
Who put in all efforts,
Who built a new state,
To live as free citizens,
Free in an independent democratic state,
Praise Him, Almighty Allah,
As He has bestowed upon us a remarkable blessing,
A new state, Pakistan!
The love of everyone,
A peace loving country,
With a strong and patriotic army,
And an intellectual and hard working nation,
A salute to the nation and Pakistan army !!!

Love and affection has always been his top priority,
Working day and night for a living,
Providing all kinds of comfort to his family,
A very respectable man he was,
As wise as a lover,
Bringing candies,
Giving them to everyone,
His wife would consider herself the luckiest person on earth,
His attention and devotion to her was a blessing,
He was the reason that put a smile to our faces,
He lit the whole house with his presence,
His wife, his children and their children meant the world to him,
Putting in all efforts to his work,
Books, writing and family were his strength,
He would mend broken hearts,
Never did he complain about something,
Always there for everyone through thick and thin,
He would stand on his feet to support,
A busy man he was,
But never did he give up,
A man of morals,
A well known personality my Grandfather,
You will always be remembered,
Remembered as a loving husband, an ideal father and the best Grandfather !!!!!

As she walks down the memory lane she feels like she is neglected,
Repenting on her previous sins and feeling the pain,
It rushes in her veins like lightning bolt struck on her heart,
She feels lonely and knows she can never get her scars healed,
She feels empty and mortified by society,
But how tell everyone the nights she spent without him,
Trying to move on and filling the spaces in her heart,
She'd feel her body go numb the second she'd think of him,
Shedding tears of sorrow and rage that she had kept to herself,
How tell people how much she had to go through,
No one knew or understood her,
Instead of complaining she kept it to herself,
The moments she had spent waiting for him to come back,
She would plead for him to come back,
Even though she knew it was impossible, still she went on,
Those endless nights,
Crying and yearning for his love,
Wanting more from him,
But he just left without a reason knowing the pain that would afflict her,
She felt hurt and miserable,
Her friends would say she is crazy,
She herself knew she was stupid going after something that she could never have,
She now knew how insensitive love is,
So rather than craving for more she avoids getting caught up in this wistfulness,
She moves on getting over her grudges and learning a lesson out of it,
Standing up on her feet and not caring about others,
For the first time she feels alive,
She feels humane and beautiful inside,
Even though she can never forget what she had,
Knowing how exquisite it was for her,
She will forever treasure her memories.....

Her sweet and melodious lullabies,
Her delicious and mouthwatering cakes and pies,
Always there to diminish our fears,
Helping and consoling us when we break in tears,
Love and compassion filled in her eyes,
Never creating a relationship based on lies,
Always making tremendous sacrifices,
For those in crisis,
Thank you Grandma for all you have done,
None of us can repay what you have begun !!!!

Stars are meant to shine,
Like bright and glowing diamonds in the sky,
As you see a shooting star,
You wish you were somewhere far,
Far from oceans and the seas,
Far from anything that may exist like a tree,
Wanting to spend some time alone is what seems best,
Not sharing your sorrows and being laughed at like the rest,
Others see no harm in towering up their sorrows,
All they ever do is complain about their lives,
Thinking only they have all the problems,
Even though everyone has them,
Showing no sympathy to the rest is what they do best,
Other than solving their problems all they do is act like pests.....

What is life?
Life is all about love and peace,
It tends the heart to cease,
People hope and dream for more,
They dream about gold,
Money means the world to them,
But, they do not know love is a precious gem,
They hope for the best,
Just like the rest,
The after life is something they do not worry about,
While these people enjoy others are in doubt,
Hopes and dreams do not always come true,
They often come and go like Deja Vu,
Still people desire,
They ask for diamonds, rubies and sapphires,
They get it but still yearn for more,
What they do not know about is how meaningless life is,
You yearn for more but never get it,
Love is pleasure,
Something that you should treasure,
Money is just something you can measure.....

Her devotion was very obvious,
She had made endless efforts to reach at this point,
She was a beautiful women,
Learning and teaching about life to others,
Her quotation are splendid,
They are so precious,
She has taught many a lesson,
Though obscure but, motile,
How surreal it was,
Her life muddled up,
Though ups and downs may seem good,
But she was obstinate,
Never did she wait,
Her death spread gloom,
But her name may never decay...

Sitting from horse to horse,
I find joy and exhilaration,
Having to control the reins,
Adjusting the saddle
Glancing at the mirror,
Holding a whip and wearing boots,
Musters up the feeling of enthusiasm,
Learning and connecting with the horse,
Brushing his hair through my fingers,
Thinking to myself,
How beautiful is this creature,
Majestic and miraculously created by God...

Going on with life alone,
It feels as if I've been put into a warzone,
Making efforts for staying alive,
Knowing nothing about my chance of survival,
What can one do in someone's demise?
Other than crying and feeling paralyzed,
How tragic can life be,
Deluding a person in misery,
Loss can shatter all hope,
Leaving behind only pieces of memory,
Though catastrophic and devastating,
But an optimistic mind can drive away all worries,
Giving a better out luck on existence than just melancholy....

Scanning my book from page to page,
I feel a sense of sorrow and rage,
Emotions flooding up,
In one hand a book and in the other a cup,
Turning the thin white sheets,
Reading from word to word,
Absorbing the beauty and the rhythm expressed,
Though tense and distressed,
Putting yourself into the script,
Visualizing as if you're it,
Focusing and concentrating so hard,
Forgetting where you are,
Surrounding may be ambiguous,
But the feeling is marvelous,
That's how I feel when I read,
Try to adopt this habit as it's a good deed....

Losing her was the worst thing that ever happened in his life,
The heart touching flashbacks were very painful,
Her demise had a devastating affect on his career,
All he could think about was how beautiful she was,
The only memory that she had left behind,
Her breathtaking smile that could mend a gazillion hearts,
Her eyes that would sparkle under the moonlight,
She had left only a glimpse of herself,
He felt miserable not telling her earlier how he had felt about her,
And experiencing his utmost love and desire for her,
This guilt had ruined him and broke his heart,
He could now never love someone as much as he loved her,
Her presence was enchanting to him,
She was everything he ever had,
His heart had to bear her absence but deep down he knew that she would always be there for him.....

I told him I stand nowhere,
He said donot fear,
I say I have lost hope,
He insisted I don't let go of the rope,
What he doesn't know is that I'm no good,
Still he believes in me,
Don't know why is that so,
He thinks I should go with the flow,
Deep down I do know he is right,
Because someday he feels I will be touching a height,
That someday might be near,
So I guess I should hold in the fear,
He says I should accept the challenge,
Although I still know I have no talent,
Let's see what I become,
The challenge has now begun .......

Nowadays what you see everywhere is threats,
Threats to blow up the whole nest,
People in black masks and explosive vests,
Running all over the world to threat,
Killing innocent children and tearing them apart,
Separating them from their families and leaving only memories from their past,
Is this humanity?
Shedding blood to show your ability,
Eradication of these terrorists should be done,
Provoking them to feel the pain they inflicted upon,
Feelings of guilt and betrayal,
Perceiving blood in pools and trails,
Laughter and happiness all fade away,
Leaving behind only depression and decay,
All you can do is pray,
For all these terrorists to pay.....

Sitting in front of the window,
Sinking deeper and deeper into my thoughts,
Clasping my hands together on my lap,
I gazed outside observing my surroundings,
Was it that obvious?
Was I the only person not aware of the situation?
My eyes focused on a bud as it started to close in the sunset,
It was not only an encounter,
Drawing myself away from the chair,
I know it may not seem that clear,
Slide opening the window,
I collected my thoughts and shouted at the top of my lungs,
We were and are destined to be together !!!

Drenched in his blood I stood up staring at his dead body,
Holding a ****** knife in my hand,
For a minute not aware of what I had done,
Stains of blood on my shirt made me ****,
I had committed a ******,
Not feeling any guilt though,
I dragged his corpse to the end of the street,
Looking around to see if anybody was watching,
In the snow,
I started digging up a hole,
As I finished I shoved the body in the cold,
Giving final touches to the grave,
I left,
Without staring back I took off on my car,
Momentarily I came across a bar,
Forcing my body through the entrance I asked for a glass of water,
I took out a pen and my note pad ignoring my whereabouts,
In this callous place this what, so far I write......

A sweet and pleasurable urge to read,
Had I known what was to come forth,
As I read and concentrated on the rhythm of each sentence,
I had fell in love with not the way it was written,
But, the hero himself,
An intense description that I had read,
Feeling a sense of attraction,
Immense heat was present between the two characters,
Finally putting a little effort to search it up,
Only then had i acknowledged the pain,
The ****** in the book dies.... !!!!!!

Fear of losing someone has made her pale,
All she ever does is sit in the dark and stare,
As her heart pumps blood she feels him near,
Wounds and scars all over her body seem to scare,
She feels her soul being awaken,
Though her heart is broken beyond repair,
The experience of falling apart has made her stand on her feet,
She now knows how to absorb the heat,
Ups and downs have done her good,
Because now she knows that what was worth, was understood,
A new life has now come forth,
Leaving behind all the sarcastic oaths,
She has now forgotten his presence,
Learning only from her regrets, a lesson of pride and possession....

Driving through the mountains and green meadows,
The sound of the streaming river in all possible directions,
The blowing of the wind,
The dancing dandelions,

As the road continues my eyes pop wider and wider,
It seems so unreal,
The beauty is so enchanting that it takes my breath away,
Feels like a fantasy,

As I lay back in my seat,
I quietly listen to the birds sing,
Everything is so lively,

On every mountain there is a forest,
I see a group of chamelions crawling,

Making my way to the river,
Sitting on the edge I see a  shadow,
As I turn around I see a man,
So old and frail,
His eyes full of pain,
A solid and strong heart,

Focusing on his hand he holds a steel ornament,
As I concentrate on it I realise it's a chisel,

He seems so committed in what he's doing,
What a pained and exhausted life they have,

Our theories on life are so luxurious,
But these people work day and night for a living,
Saving up money for their families,
Though suffering from famine,

My heart throbs for these souls,
Who live through winter without shelter and coal.

His soft touch,
His deep grey eyes,
His heart melting smile,
And make-believe lies.

The way he talked,
Day and night,
About our future,
Not so bright.

His presence,
Breath taking presence,
His utter words of love,
And make-believe lies.

The way he left,
Forgotten the rest,
What the hell did I do?
You pest !

Other than his lies,
And his smile,
Only then did I say,
Baby, you're mine !

Now that he is gone,
I sit back on my chair,
Thinking why'd I love him,
And his make-believe lies !

After giving a thought to it,
I have come across a conclusion.
And,
Its no other than me going;
Rogue !

Or maybe,
Just maybe,
Rebellious

Five minutes, six minutes, seven minutes pass,
Tick tock, the clock moves faster,
I don't remember anything,
But pain,
When I wake up after several hours I feel strong,
As I put my hand on the mailbox to get up,
'Crunch'
I hear a sound,
Quickly drawing my hand away,
It cannot be,
I crushed the mailbox,
Bewildered and shocked,
I stare at my hands,
How can this be?
I think to myself I'm sleeping,
I close my eyes and open them again,
I see it right there on the side walk,
The crushed mailbox,
I rub my hands on my nape,
Sweet mother of roses,
Gradually it all starts coming to me,
I was bit by a vampire,
I am immortal.....

I've always been slightly frail,
A little doltish as well
If I must say!

Reckless and careless,
I stumble;
on my feet not ready to support myself.

Going in a trance,
An ugly yet beautiful trance.

What am I to do?
If gravity pulls me
towards him.

Again and again,
Why?
I keep making the same mistake.

Falling for someone so recalcitrant,
So demanding
and absurd.

Now that he has left,
I feel;
different.
Not at ease though
But,
just different.

Wondering to myself,
An appropriate word for it.

Oh yes !
I know now
What it is.
Regretful !

How can someone become so ;
Hopeless ?
Not knowing their abilities.
Or,
Talent as well, maybe.

Confused and mortified by society.
I wonder,
How you can move on.

Not even trying,
You keep saying the same thing.

She left you !
So what ?
Keep your head in the game.

Aim to be the best.
Then,
Be the best !