Mar 2017
I've been told by you,
I lack.
I've too cut you, lots
Of slack!
Now kick out the
dictionaries!
I'm letting go of all
pleasantries.
For once, it's adequate
to do so.
You know, that I know,
That you know.
Oh! you see, *what I did
there?
No? Read again, I'm right
here.
I like to keep it simple,
you mind?
Fingers on my right temple,
I grind!
.......... "Hey watch out" - "look out"
,,,,,,,,,,,,, "Hey! who's behind-"
..... "It's me."
....... "I've come to put you in a total bind."
Take a pause,
wait - rewind,
"It's me", I've come to put
you in a total bind.
I wanted to say,
I adore you.
You cringed your nose?
I abhor you!
All your beauty, was
for naught!
To care for girls, was
I taught.
I have spoiled you
and free, let you roam,
Took all the poison and
a mouth, filled with foam.
I wander about distraught,
within my home.
Family and friends readying
me, a tomb.
You may cry a river,
cry a sea, or an ocean.
You may cut out of your body,
every bit, every portion.
In heaven I end up
or in hell I burn.
One thing's for sure,
There's no return.
© Ali Qureshi
I lack.
I've too cut you, lots
Of slack!
Now kick out the
dictionaries!
I'm letting go of all
pleasantries.
For once, it's adequate
to do so.
You know, that I know,
That you know.
Oh! you see, *what I did
there?
No? Read again, I'm right
here.
I like to keep it simple,
you mind?
Fingers on my right temple,
I grind!
.......... "Hey watch out" - "look out"
,,,,,,,,,,,,, "Hey! who's behind-"
..... "It's me."
....... "I've come to put you in a total bind."
Take a pause,
wait - rewind,
"It's me", I've come to put
you in a total bind.
I wanted to say,
I adore you.
You cringed your nose?
I abhor you!
All your beauty, was
for naught!
To care for girls, was
I taught.
I have spoiled you
and free, let you roam,
Took all the poison and
a mouth, filled with foam.
I wander about distraught,
within my home.
Family and friends readying
me, a tomb.
You may cry a river,
cry a sea, or an ocean.
You may cut out of your body,
every bit, every portion.
In heaven I end up
or in hell I burn.
One thing's for sure,
There's no return.
© Ali Qureshi
The continuation to one of my poems "It's best to stay away".
Hope you all like it as much as I do.
Hope you all like it as much as I do.
