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Ashna Alee Khan Aug 2016
I'm here again,
standing defeated
oh, how can you do this to me?
I don't have control over me,
now where am I gonna find love ?
where am I gonna find my home?
where in this huge world?
come on now, help me .
....
Stream takes possession of the land
Made wetlands
There are plenty of fish
Meet your protein needs

Clouds are playing in the sky
The dark and the shadows are dissolved in water
You drink
To quench thirst

Yet you have an existence
With a Continuous form
He who cast the shadow on the ground
Where love and hope locked in a home
Binds within a loop with Only a God

Words which are uttered
Of course diluted within air
Has written in the book of divine
Many do not understand while they read

See a beautiful garden
They are more steadfast
And that Red Rose is for yours
I have seen a lot of values to be gloomy
Then they lost

I have seen so far
Wandering Star to Star
Again in the Fog, tried to recognize
She lost!

Ah! How come all!
Alas! How Everything lost in the time
From Empty
Or Nothing
As if an Existence of Non-Existence!  

When Silence come down
Dark touches the death role
Nothing Exist without the Spiritual Soul
From Lost to Found
Everything Answering Nothing!

But where is the balance
You will get back everything
One day!
......
Ashna Alee Khan Aug 2016
I see him at his best
but I also see him at his worst.
I see him when he can't stand the world
and when he can't stand himself.
I see him when he yells for nothing
and when he yells for everything.
I see him when everything goes from fine
to crashing down around him.
I see it
but I can't stop it.
Ashna Alee Khan Aug 2016
Its been two years
and im still asking you,
are we still there?
I dont know why but you are always looking out for other girls,
I wont lie to you but they are just not right for you.
I want you to give me stars , the moon but you cant give me your time,
how can you give me the moon and the stars?
are we still there?
Ashna Alee Khan Aug 2016
Feelings fade,
people change,
Happiness becomes part of our past,
Sadness becomes part of our daily routine
and then we get lost in our own darkness,
believing that we'll live again but the bitter truth is
that we dont live again,
instead of living again,
we die again and again.
Our souls are killed by our own hands
and then we ask
'' Am I the murderer of my happiness?''
and then the reply comes
-''you know the answer very well'' .
Ashna Alee Khan Aug 2016
My mind is numb,
my soul is numb,
my body is numb.
All I could do is to
drink and think of you.
All I'm left out with is
that bottle of Jack Daniel's
and last night memories.
Do you remember that night?
when we sat under the Moon,
hands in hands, taking promises
from each other and taking promises
from love, not to leave us alone.
I remember where stars took us,
I remember we sat on the edge of
that waxing crescent and talked
about our dreams, passion, love
and about us.
I remember the wind
was so wild and young,
I remember how the wind
danced with us.
But now that we are not there today,
the moon is going to bleed,
so have you packed your things
and are you ready to die?
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