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Farhan Ahmed Feb 2019
And yet forcing myself to think hard
How I could separate from isolation
Because I have used all the cards
In all the turns and rotations

I begin with death, no broken hearts or maybe the good moments
It goes on without any concentration
Maybe a task would come up,
Maybe hours of sorrow
something will just add up
The spaces of hollow

But it doesn't? Why is it all blank?
Why is the stare at nothing?
A thought of nothing should bother at all
But it still is...
It still creates a path to dream within a dream within a dream
And this continues to fall
I'd like to walk back to time when there is a door named recall
But there isn't

What if I am notified that I've got a mail waiting to be opened

What if I am told that my favourite show is waiting to be watched
Well, I mean If I am expected to mark a list to do that I could do right now
I would definitely find an excuse somehow
Just to ignore them and one by one I would have more excuses to create
More places to locate
More time to waste

Only then would I get past this awful taste
Taste of nothing and running, wrecking anything available to think
  Jan 2019 Farhan Ahmed
Mohd Arshad
My branches are my arms
And all leaves my children;
Do you burn up your farms
Where your family is driven

To live a happy life as mine?;
Know and think it profoundly
Ere you saw me and my wine
Oozes and you elude it quickly.

Are you cannibal to eat all?
Are you aliens fully unaware
Of the earth and its deep call
To uphold peace and share

Whatever it yields to everyone
To make their life so beautiful,
Smile, rejoice, and have lot fun
And always give and take plentiful
Farhan Ahmed Jan 2019
I HAVE NOT TOO MANY WORDS
NOT TOO MANY BIRDS,
THAT FLY IN THE SKY
I DON'T KNOW WHY
THEY DON’T JUST MULTIPLY

I HAD FUN TO BE GONE
BEING ALONE,
IN THIS LONG FIGHT, THERE IS NOTHING TO LIE
THAT I HAVE DENIED

REALITY HAS GIVEN ME SOME CLARITY
CONTROL OVER INSANITY
I HAVE COLLABORATED AND COLLIDED ENOUGH
FOR A VISION
TO ESCAPE MORE COLLISION
Farhan Ahmed Jan 2019
Tanned and enslaved beneath the sun
for some years now
Banned and saved from the gun
of some fears now

I’ve had cut my wrists and hanged myself
strangled in the dark with a thread..... this thin
But I only imagined

fiction, takes a word to jump across worlds
I only jumped through time
scheduled to look back once in a while
though it all looks fine

It is all smiles
the floor, melody  tiles
keeps buzzing, long as there is no stopping
The frames are one too many
but I can do the cropping

It does not hurt to fail
fail against a wish
When the feelings are polished


I create and relate and sedate,
compensate the debate in a state
I’m dealing, concealing then briefing the willing
so it is spinning and winning

MY POLISHED FEELING
Farhan Ahmed Jan 2019
THERE IS A MELODY, IN A HEARTBEAT
YOU MAY HAVE TO FEEL AND LISTEN CLOSER
A PERFECT SILENCE OR A LITTLE NIGHER
THEN YOU MIGHT HAVE A CHANCE

HAVE YOU SEEN RAIN BEFORE SHE FALLS TO THE GROUND?
OR AFTER WHEN SHE MAKES THE DROP SOUND?
I BET YOU HAVEN’T
SHE ONLY MEETS YOU ALONG THE JOURNEY
FOR A MOMENT BETWEEN A FINGER AND A CELLO STRING
ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS FOCUS


WE ARE TOLD, SHADOWS DIE IN DARKNESS
BECAUSE YOU NEED LIGHT TO BLOCK BRIGHTNESS
BUT IS IT REALLY A FACT? AND SHE’S NOT THERE?
OR PREPARED, AWAITING TO HOLD US
THE TRUE ONE TO REFLECT US
RIGHT THERE, ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS FOCUS.
Farhan Ahmed Jan 2019
I have a gift
She aint no stranger, Though i am to her
I think she deserves it
Maybe even worth it
Frost had once said
The end might be fire or ice
I'd lose but I still bet
My love without you would suffice
FAREWELL TO LOVE
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