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Faizel Farzee May 2020
Corona virus, Corona Virus
Is it not by time that you leave us,
I can hear your mom calling, i think she's in a rush
as you walk past me to leave , please remember not to touch.
This sentiment is felt by everybody,
Our lives is in a clutch.

At the start it might have been a bit fun,
We getting to a point where from ourselves we want to run.
Thoughs becoming undone, i'm watching myself daily on a boring rerun.
If it was not for writing, i dont know what i would have done.
thank god i dont have a gun,
i'm not suicidal, just my brain have been idle
my thoughts starting to become a little dum.
i'll shoot at the stars, to the beat of insanity's drum.
I laugh crazily, squeezing the trigger like delicious plum.
feelings caught in a void, i must have searched my inner soul to much
they packed up, and angrily conveyed that they done.

Now from my feelings i'm shunned
sanity sitting in a corner arms over knees rocking,
a sound, sounds like a hum.
Its face look glum,
i cant blame him
to the madness we have succumb.
just some fun while im jotting thoughts
there is the funny side of life also
sometimes in the darkness to long i get caught
am i really crazy, the answer is deviding by zero
it comes to nought.
Faizel Farzee May 2020
Sitting here jotting down my current thoughts.
I get stuck on this thought
Has the world gone insane?
Or are we just bored?
Living this life without knowing it's true purpose
this notion we ignore, so we don't get caught
in spiralling mess, leaving us perplexed
fighting feelngs we previously fought
it leaves your stomach in knotts
hurling up reasons that does not make sense
are we here to destroy this world, or simply to live
is this just a badly written plot, common sense twisting
Brains going insane,
Reasoning starting to clot.

Wait? this topic's to hot

To the subject at hand
stay inside, together protecting one another
without having to try.
i get its frustrating i am not going to lie
the alternitave, is possibly having to die
we not scared of death, as the verse above would imply
We scared of the unknown, a feeling we disown
so stop risking our lives.
I know every circumstance is different, it can be tough at times.
There are measures in place, so together we strive
Together apart, we all going to survive.
As my creativity flows
i write to be bold, sometimes it get frowned upon
it's a endless story im told
the truth is, i write for me
not to save anyone elses soul.
Alan S Bailey Jul 2019
I never knew how you cared-and never felt so
Loved, until I found I was out of control and
Fell from up above. You don't deny me you,
I don't deny you me-and so elated was my
Heart when you sat ahead of my seat. I felt
That day the bus ride would never really
End, and something in me never knew
What lied around the bend.
Our sunshine fell from the sky like sparkling
Drops of dew, and when I see the golden
Flowers I always think of you. I feel
This love I have for you is very strong!
As you called for a stop 'cause you got
Sick-we were at the mission just past dawn.
Why when you got sick I fell in love I really
Cannot say, but then again that bus ride still
Continues to this day...
shana Nov 2018
"How can I save myself from me?"
She said to herself as the battle continues.
Until she can slay her demons
Julie Grenness Apr 2017
***--spell it as you like, any way,
His team played again today,
How do they lose so consistently,
Snatching defeat from the jaws of victory,
Now there's melancholia and doom,
He sulks alone in his empty room,
Ritual disembowelment of male gloom,
"Off to drown yourself, dear,"
"Never mind, one week at a time, cheers!"
"Yes, another rebuilding year!"
I can talk football too, my dears!
Feedback welcome.
Äŧül Oct 2016
And I will never know for real,
If she was a cheater surreal.
She had jinxed various boys,
Even I was one of her toys.

Crying over spilt milk is foolish,
I should take her as a lesson.
Hating does not make any sense,
She never mended her ways.

She cheated me or she cheated me not,
It was always a perplexing mystery.
Am I lucky or unlucky – this I know not
And surely The Mystery Continues.
Probably I am lucky because if she had cheated on me after marriage, I would have rather killed myself for her sin.

HP Poem #1198
©Atul Kaushal
Äŧül Oct 2016
Standing In The Abaft In Front Of The Commodore's Cabin,
I Look Back Towards The Towed Wooden Raft Floating,
And I Am Smiling To Myself After Remembering,
How The Angel Was found, Liberated & Lost.
Yes, Sadly, She Went Away, Never To Return,
Probably Her World Was Way Too Cherishable,
And Comparing To Her World I Was So Perishable,
Now I Have Learnt That Angels Are So Very Unnatural.
A spin-off of the immemorable Angel saga.

Angel Remembered part 1/7.

HP Poem #1189
©Atul Kaushal
aniket nikhade Jun 2016
Still remembering the past, what’s the use now?
What has happened is a thing of past and it will remain in the past,
over a period of time it will become a thing of remote past,
however, still remembering the past.

Remember the past is a thing of past,
from where it came,
to where it belongs,
a thing of past is a thing of past,
which will remain in the past,
then no matter how hard an effort is made to bring the past to life,
it's of no use,
since over a period of time it will be realized that efforts are going futile.

Over a period of time it will be realized that the past is a thing of past and as more time passes by it becomes a thing of remote past.

Better way of doing things is to believe in the present moment in time to which life belongs and which has got everything to do with regards to the present and also with respect to an uncertain future.

Definitely life continues along with the present moment in time.
aniket nikhade Oct 2015
The battle is far from over, since the battle is yet to be won.
As of now in the present the battle continues.

The risk of failure of failure remains somewhere at the back of mind.
The thought about failure not only triggers, but also gives surge to an anxiety from time to time.

What now?
What next?
What else?

The battle continues.
Not only the battle needs to be fought,
also important is to fight the battle with a positive mindset and a never give up attitude.

Important to keep in mind the fact that a win in the battle is the only thing that needs to be achieved at any cost.

Agreed and accepted that winning and losing remains part of the game
Still it’s winning that makes the real difference
It’s winning that counts.

As and when you win, then only things and people around you change
Definitely everything will not change on it's own,
nor do the people around you,
it's the mindset that undergoes a change
It's winning that makes all the difference.

The outside world looks at winners from a different point of view.
So once you win, then things change for you.

The outside world will then look at you differently.
Even you have to change your views about the outside world and look at with the same level of difference in mind
At first you were no one,
now that you have won,
winning has given you an identity, a new face.

Definitely, then it will come to mind that it’s winning that has made all the real difference.
It’s winning that counts

Keeping in mind the fact that the battle needs to be won,
move ahead with a desire to win and fight the battle till the very last moment in time.
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