have a look:

the [a-ha-ha-ha] platform is packed with
commuters
dressed in
occupational colors  

the commuters are not used
to smile regularly by the end
of a long day

[a-ha-ha-ha-aaa]

therefore
have a closer look:

between the commuters you
see
loosely
some guys carrying
transparent [hr-ha-a] chunks filled with
*****

somebody asks
about the fluid

now people have a
reason to laugh

hr-ahem-hrr-ahem-hrrr-i-don't-ha-want-ha-ha-ha-that

To counter this situation let me to bunk
After losing you, I became a ***** funk
With your graces you  made me slunk
**** me as a whole not chunk by chunk

With me you have very many in store
Then why to play with me pore to pore
Destroy me completely but do not ignore
I am in a whirlwind I do not need shore

Your beauty carries all but ***** aspects
In beautiful figure are hidden many facts
On one or another plea you find defects
This is what the corrupted beauty reflects

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

Feeling what I feel is painful,
The confusion,
The pain
Always annoyed.
The future ... The future ...
Eco
I am the replication of myself.
Who pulls the strings? Stop!
Who controls the heads,the voices?
Am I the underground one or the other?
The one that range in silence, or the one that you hear?
One is mine. The other belongs to whom? Yours?
Is the half missing, your half?
My better half, yours?
Half me, half you?
Half?
Wait. What are you doing? Wait!
Half afraid to be half yours.
Half fear, half me. Half?
I'm always unbroken in what i do
How can i be divided?
Why should I bring my entire soul to be half?
I might as well be completely me than half yours, right?
What are you doing?
Wait.