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They're vying with each other
trying to drown out one another
but it's all noise to me,

now Bing,
he could sing
and with Bowie too

you listen to
Smiley Culture.

I want Aznavour.
V.V Brown
Ralph Mctell
and London Town

I want words to understand
I want music to take me by the hand
and walk with me through it.

I get garage and Hip Hop
Grunge
oh please
make it stop and
'say a little prayer for me'
Mama's and the Papa's
knock spots off all the rappers,

I'm goin' fishin.
 May 2018 Imran Islam
Mike Hauser
i'm painting a picture
in my frame of mind
a little bit abstract
outside of the lines
hoping it looks
like what i find
the thoughts in my head
i've colored over time

i'll sign my name
so i'll know who i am
for later in life
in case i forget
i'll paint the view
on the back of my hand
so if i lose a clue
i can wave where i'm at

with my mind blowing free
as i'm passing the time
painting a picture
in my frame of mind
 May 2018 Imran Islam
sunprincess
My favorite creatures of the night-
Sometimes after midnight
They fly around the neighborhood
and call out loudly "Who"
And then sometimes repeatedly,
they cry,  "Who, who, who"
Why must they always ask this question?
Sometimes you smile at the universe
Offer love, sweetness
Pure energy

Sometimes life smiles back,
Sometimes not

You still keep smiling
In the knowing
That the flower in your heart
Smiles with you

The river of love
from deep within
bubbles with joy
to join
The unending ocean
Of truth, purity and stillness
Eternal silence
In love
In smiles
In sweet gratitude
 May 2018 Imran Islam
Gulishta
Mine.
 May 2018 Imran Islam
Gulishta
Is it real? ?
       Or just smoke and mirrors??

Are you really mine??
      Or its just an illusion having you by my side? ?

You've always been mine...
      Just in the wildest dreams...
I have at night.

Is this the way how magic feels??
      Surreal.....,
           Indescribable....
                     Unbelievable...,
                             Unapproachable.
But....still existing!.

The way you smiled with your eyes for me...
The way this time I actually saw the vulnerability.

Were you waiting? ??...
                          like I was.
For me to claim you as mine..
 May 2018 Imran Islam
Gulishta
A touch like feather,
             Like warm summer weather.
A hope shining bright,
             And stars twinkling eyes.
A promise of a new life,
             No reasons to hide.
A love forbidden,
             A color that's crimson.
A feeling like wind in the hair,
            The life about to be shared.
A dodged bullet,
            And a happy ever after.
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