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Qasid Ali Apr 2016
I'm standing at your grave
While the rain hides my tears
Thinking how I could be so brave
To keep the promises we had for years


Standing at your grave
Asking you some questions
Was I too naive
To understand your departing gestures


All those memories with you
A garden of roses and lotus
With nothing left to say but thank you
However now departed, somehow I still dwell in us


Tears hidden by rain
Years smitten by pain
I can count the rain drops
But I lost count of my tear drops


Unwilling to let you go
I stand in envy with the Lord
Taken from me, he has you
Asking Lord what treasure you had not


I'm clinging to your death wish
To stay brave and bold
The vision will all be blackish
And the weather will be cold.


I'll keep the promises
The promise that I'm all yours
The promise of loving you eternally
The promise to never let you go


So I'll stand daily at your grave
And tell you I've been brave
Even after you are gone
I'll dwell in us all alone.
Qasid Ali Apr 2016
Jet black full of venom
It's small but a bomb
Hold back it's not a Adatom
If you go close then meet you at your tomb


Swift walk
Like a snakes mock
Hidden eyes
Like parasites

A scorpion


Full of treachery
Like a mercenary
Scorpios got a hard thing
Well yeah it's sting.!


Measured movements
Attacking improvements
Agile cruelty
Scorpios brutality.
Qasid Ali Apr 2016
I try but I can't forget
I'm living in the valley of regret
Shaded by the clouds of misfortunes I met
At the hour of doom the clock's set


I've carried the weight of wishes for ages
My forgotten dreams can be inked over million pages
Stuck in the realms of fake sweet phrases
The remember all the turned backs & there faces


This pain has earned me a name
Earned me an unwanted eternal fame
Granted by grace I feel no shame


For years just giving,no gain
The nights have left a dark stain
In Valley of trust I'm slain
I'm known as the Emperor of pain.
Qasid Ali Mar 2016
Got million ways to ****
Guns, swords oh and my humorous quill
Not so handsome, badass still.
Qasid Ali Mar 2016
Love again


Calling the night
In your heart again
Showing storms the way
To your heart again

Telling your heart to
Suffer the pain again
Letting your hopes fly
Like wandering birds in the sky

Says the brain to heart
You selfish son of Cain (murderer of his brother Abel)
You can try loving again
But I'm sure you're in vain

Love has lain the sword
To **** my heart again
Says my heart to me
Come on let's die again

It's an honor to be slain
In the way of love again

God help me if you can
I'm in love again
My heart has suffered much
In the name of love again

Why do you allow love
To enter your heart again

The melody my heart sings
Of the beloved's eyes

You don't need to drink
Just a Glance of love again

You don't need to sing
Just the voice of love again

No need to give a smile
Just the memories of love again

Like a little child
Standing below the sky again
Hoping to see a fallen star
To wish for the love again

He sees no Fallen star
Goes with tears in his eyes
Like a free bird
Fallen for the trap again

That stupid heart of mine
Tells me all the time
Let's keep hoping till we die
That it's going to rain again.......

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