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A moment indulged rough-and-tumble,
A new frustration bloomed
As a kite cut off when swing on air
Sandbars cut in the velocity of river

She went to honey moon,
My speed less time ceased and stuck
moving from fire to cold
At the end, spring moreover fade-out

Dream lies under disaster,
You will not come back again
Shadow clouds strikes on dark clouds,
Dream blended as ice to rain drops

Cats and dogs rain flooded,
over river flood plain
Clouds are spreading with,
firing through the sky, again and again -

@ Musfiq us shaleheen
Sometimes I suppose to feel like this.
 Aug 2014 Elijah Almond
Poetic T
We*
     Are
The
       Scribes
Of
*Word and the paper is but our playground.
Inspired by Louise's (I`m not a poet)
Believe everything has a life
look deeply into the eyes of it
connect your soul on what you are writing
make a feel of it
flow like a wave
follow the path it takes you to &
get lost into it,

Writing requires no education
it just requires a language to express
writing is a medium where we can express our thought
where every thought can be beautifully calligraph,

Dont write to earn money, as writing is not a profession its a passion
Dont write to gain popularity, as it will disrespect the love of poets
Dont write until you have a deep feeling of it, as deep feeling can be only put into words,

Write like its your lover
Write to cry in the pain of others
Write to be happy in the happiness of others
Write so that every emotion passes through you & every peak can be feel within you,

Everyone has got a pen
Everyone has got a hand
but everyone cant be a poet
a hand may look a solid thing
but under microscope it vibrates energy
and if an energy can be put into power to write
                "You writing will be a weapon to  make difference"                  

Be proud to be a poet
Fools may blame you its a waste of time
But a true poet knows, what writing is
Dont let criticism makes you fall down
as only your word can create excellence
you are original owner of your words
which nobody else can take it
And yes
           " I am a poet"
 Aug 2014 Elijah Almond
SG Holter
Hurt not a
Living being
In my
Name.
I had a little secret
That was so little
Now I feel today that
I could not tell you yesterday

Tried and tried several times
You never gave me a chance to say,
my secret songs -
I tried and tried several times
I could not....
I could not.....

Sometimes I felt pain
When you were passing,
outside from my door
I tried and tried several times
I could not...
I could not....

Today, days has changed
I am paying price for my secret
May be, it could change my life
If I told you my secret,
the little secret

I was not caged but-
may be a shadow lied there
Now time is reverse
The secret is over
‘O’ I could not tell you my secret

A Secret …
A priceless secret
My little secret was secret
The secret is
I love you
and let me love -

@Musfiq us shaleheen
This is a lyrical love poem and I wrote for a song
So enough depth to fill so feel to me
So long it’s longing the losing song
Feelings are falling on the rough floor
Not enough room to hide behind the melody

My night is going through tears of toil
Last drops are waiting for your departure
So many times it hanged me on the sky
No more roads to take off or take away

Dark is proof and profound over the sky
So long it’s paining the bored river bed
Crushing through the glitter of gold
Decays the moon and decades are lost

I who so nice to play days over lost
So mature through immature days have gone
Dropping all drops to depth and dragged
So melancholy melts within the dreams of life

@ Musfiq us shleheen
A Melancholic Song of life
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