A wish sustained for years
Moments before it's fulfilled
I now wish for it to pass
Yet now it comes true, bringing with it tears

A wish I kept hoping upon
To come true for so long
It came, it did, but with a cost
Came with heavy interest on top of a loan

I'd rather wish for death now instead of what I already wished for
But then I fear I'll have to go through the usual struggle b/w love and war

A wish, I wish, never came true
A wish, I wish, I never wished for
A wish I didn't know would weigh upon me like the hammer of Thor
A wish, perhaps, that had been since long enough due

Wish for what you desire she had said
'Wish and it shall come true my dear'
Should I have known of her honesty before
I'd never wish for her love that came at the price of her head

Confusing, yes it does seem
Though must you find my cry unfathomable
Take my advice and tho you won't find it believable
No wish comes free of cost
Such graveyard of hopes, in a boulevard of dreams.

~MOS

Carrying around our death scrolls
As we roam satisfactorily.
While on us, death trolls
Carefully inspecting our every move.
To its final days, life crawls.

Every moment passing by us
Leaving behind a shadow of past.
The future doesn’t hold any promise,
The present already outcast.

Do we lest, ponder at least?
To where’s the rush,
And where are we heading to?
Do we not, reflect albeit?

We carry our death scrolls,
Proudly so, such oblivious souls.

ilike to write out my thoughts
With matching words
So that I read them to others
And maybe make them smile
Just to make my thoughts worth a while

ilike to write out my thoughts
on a blank paper
So I fill it in black and white
For my darker times, they may sparkle a light

ilike to write out my thoughts
forming poetic rhymes
So that someday when I am enraged
they hold me from crossing lines

ilike to write out my thoughts
often within my imagination
which I soon forget
After all, death is, to every creation..

They say that they don’t care if they live or die, they lie.

For when one’s dreaming while asleep, and every scene passes with a beautiful leap.

When everything’s going just fine,
but then suddenly other alarming things align.

An accident happens within your dream. Such that,
a swift rip tearing the perfect seam.

In your dream itself, you get injured.
Within a jiff your heart beat is triggered.

It beats like it would smash through your chest.
You wake up with chaotic thoughts, such unrest.

My dear You said that it doesn’t matter whether you live or die.
Do you really think it’s that easy to escape your lies?

Everyone just assumes, at times, that no one cares for them.
That’s what happens upon the mortification of your realm.

Just an advice my dear, this life is more of a blessing than a curse.

**This universe is created, forged, perpetuated and sustained ‘for thee’.
‘Thou not’ for the Verse.

A cup of coffee
and a night of rain
To recall memories of the past
to pass the present in vain

Remembering all the moments
that together we shared
Drowning myself in laments
memories upon memories, layered

I wait for death to take me
And put an end to this pain
Till then..
A cup of coffee
In a night of rain.

Sometimes I’m afraid to talk to you openly
Sometimes I’m afraid to to talk to you anyway
These are the times, that I most regret
These were the times, ilost my way

Sometimes I think, you might not like me
Sometimes I think, you may even hate
These are the times, that I most regret
These are the times, icurse my fate

But these sometimes led me to a decision
And these sometimes made me realize
That fate is nothing, but it’s Maktub– already written
then why this misery and why this suffocation?

موت خود مرنا چاہتی ہے۔
مگر اُسکی بےبسی دیکو، اُسکا صبر دیکھو۔
تم بےبس نہیں ہو لیکن، تم بھی زرا صبر کرلو۔

میں جانتا ہوں زندگی ابھی بے مقصد سی ہے، بے معنی ہے۔ اور مرنے کی خواہش ہے بہت۔
لیکن خواہشات کا مرنا ہی خُدا کی اصل عبادت ہے۔
تُم بھی اِس اِک خواہش کو ختم کرلو۔ صبر کرلو۔

Translation:

Him: I want to die

Me: Death itself wishes to die
        But look at it's helplessness, look at it's patience
        You are not helpless though, but you too be patient

        I know that life is now purposeless, meaningless.
        And the desire to die is overwhelming.
        But the death of desires is the true obedience of God.
        So you too extinguish this desire (of death), be patient.