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Salman Sep 2020
When life deals us cards,
make everything taste like it is salt
then you come through like the sweetener you are
to bring the bitter taste to a halt.

I like the way you smile from cheek to cheek
Those deep-set brown eyes
makes me fall in love all over and over
again

Those deep-set brown eyes.

the quirkiness in your laugh
where you have no worry about the world watching,
You are free because the world is watching.

As the sun drips down your face
without a single care in the world,
and in that moment there was us.

we stared up to the sky
sang 'goodnight n go' at the
top of our lungs.

Boy, you're such a dream to me.
before you speak, don't move
because i don't want to wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up
Wake up

[...]

When life deals us cards,
make everything taste like it is salt
then you come through like the sweetener you are
to bring the bitter taste to a halt.
This is a poem about missing someone you were, it was heavily inspired by ariana grande's album Sweetener, The last couple of lines, was me telling myself to Wake Up, i thought it should end with me waking up and accepting i was happy once, i can be happy again. it was very interesting poem because i'm talking to myself but i'm talking directly to a distant memory.
Salman Sep 2020
I can't seem to focus
and I don't seem to notice
I am far,
I'm living but so far.

I tried to travel back
but something was pulling me
Even in my darkest hours,
You were there.

Watching over me
like the ten thousand beautiful
stars that you are,
A sun

astronomically great
I was awakened;
when I was with you on my own
all the pain of yesterday disappeared.

You're such a dream to me
but that will not be justice
the patience you had with me and all along
you were right there in front of me

Just when i thought
there was no light that
breaks up the dark
You were there.

They say
Allah is one
it's true Allah is one
The one that was the Light In My Darkness
Pre-lockdown, I wasn't religious, I really lost my way in a smoke of facades. I really was ready to renounce my religion. But, then lockdown came and it hit me, I was starting to discover who I was, and slowly I realised Islam was the light in all my darkness
Salman Jun 2020
it's true, right?
Men don't cry,
Men don't care.

we are vultures,
energy-******* batteries
recharged by the pains afflicted on others

it's true.
but there's a fine difference between a man
and a person.
Men don't cry
but a person does.

I am a man,
I do cry but is made to
feel weak,
scared to breakdown in front
of my dad, my brother

Be a man and get over it.
You're a man,
Men don't cry.

The movies, the tv-shows,
they never stop showing the
man as this ruthless creature
reinforcing the idea of the
stereotypical, hypocritical agenda of
being a MAN.

Men Don't -
cut the *******

Men
most definitely
don't cry
because of the fear of
public humiliation.

Why?

because

Men Don't Cry

This phrase is overplayed.
it's time to switch games,
switch players,
We need to start a new storyline.
Maybe this one won't end with
the man losing his life,
because of his fear of crying
and trying to be the tough, ruthless.
energy-******* battery.

MEN DO CRY.

Men
Do
Cry

Men
Do
Care

Men
Do have
Courage
this poem is about the societal idea that men are tough, they are emotionless but this poem discusses ideas, this is what society says a man is, man is tough and emotionless because we perceive them that way. most men do cry and that's what a man is. someone who goes through **** like every other PERSON does.
Salman Jun 2020
When the wind blows
the air might be shapeless, colourless and odourless
but the winds, they always have something to say
something to. convey.
Today's wind told me about the coming rains.
they howled to stop the incoming threats.
they sang song with the wind chimes.
then they brought the smell of wet mud as it rained.
just like yesterday
the only thing that has changed is that
they no longer carry the scent.
they no longer carry the sound of the voice to your ears
Familiar and yet so strange,
I guess that why they are called
Winds of Change
Salman Jun 2020
He stares at his reflection
a monster
he says
but is he really?

the more he stares
the more they win
like white noise ringing
through his head

the person he was,
simply gone
broken down
reduced to atoms

mouth taped down
but shouting louder than ever

lost in a limbo of truth
memories fade
seasons change

'man up'
speak up
reach out
your life's a joke
no point of feeling like this?
is he really a man!
Salman Dec 2018
I sit
I eat
i drink
i sleep
i learn
i love
i hate
i read
i write
i am strong
i am brave
i am who im meant to be
i am human
i am stronger than you know
i am braver than you know
i am more human than you know
i am less weak than you
Salman Jun 2017
Who am I
Am I someone you love
Someone you like

Look inside me you'll see
Someone who is a human
A person
A son
A student
A child
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