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As the great Van Gogh said,
“I wish they would only take me as I am”
These words fill my head
As I realize I am ******.

For my strange, untrained soul
Does not struggle intensely
Trying to love as a whole;
Blind to its own propensity
To seek perfection and impossibilities.

I will remain entirely unaltered.
My heart cannot lie so hard
To pretend to love entirely unbothered.
And I will not drop my guard,
Lest to be left and hindered.

My hopeful ignorance assumes
That this is readily understood.
But when reality resumes,
I already knew no other soul could
Perceive and grasp this certain kind of doom.

Before I come completely undone,
I seek to reconcile my poignant mistake.
I’m only packing for my own sake
When turn my lonesome self around and run.

And so I am ******
As the only thing
That I can bring
Is me, as I am.
 Nov 2012 Warda Kashif
Mary Rose
I have this dream you see
someone who'll watch over me
someone to protect me from harm
someone who will charm me with his charms
someone who will say not just meaningless words
but poetic love poems and worlds
describing how he genuinely feels
someone who'll show me as well
not just through these asked words
show me what love romance and passion is essentially about
not just kisses and such
someone who will love me all around
making me feel loved and show me my worth
someone who will save me from loneliness
who will save me from this long and arduous sleep
This is so corny. Please do not **** me! hahaha! :))

i think/feel this is not finished... or this is all wrong and lack luster... so i'll try to edit and add when i get inspired
 Nov 2012 Warda Kashif
Jae Elle
she single-handedly manufactured
her own hell
& she'd be ******* astounded
if she ever made it
out

though she could always
keep the instant
replay

mausoleum steps in
mid-evening
city lights cast upon the
blanket of blackened
trees

sips of warm heavy
wine
& cigarettes lit fifty
times
as the wind sang so
recklessly over the cemetery
hillside
but they sang too
& for a brief moment the
whole wide angry
*******
world



had vanished



speak of past lives
superpowers
& trains she wishes she
could hop


her thoughts spin so
wickedly
& she wants nothing more
than to
stop
The pretty girl, she's there for me
The witty girl, can it be
But really girl, can't you see
These words unfurl, straight from me

I mean it girl, these things you see
I'll say it girl, the one for me
I'll be there girl, like you for me
The pretty girl, shining like the sea
When night-time stalks, my dreams do come quick
For the thoughts before dreams, deem me too sick
As thoughts seem to ponder, and wonder what if
My dreams can not wander, or stammer or sniff

Off yonder you see, or catch just a whiff
The dreams seem to plea, "We'll be back in a jif"
"Fall in with me" they say, there will be no cliff
For the dreams you shall see, will show you your if
Dreams can show you what you can only say "what if" about. Dreams are a way to see a version of the future your mind has for you.
Here I sit, alone at my desk.
Alone with myself, not always the best.
I sit and I ponder, I wonder what next.
For this soul left asunder, alone at his desk.

Be single they say, it's all for the best.
"For the best?" I stressed, maybe for the rest.
For this soul who sits, alone at his desk.
Alone with himself, is not for the best.
 Nov 2012 Warda Kashif
Duck
Damaged people are dangerous because they know how to survive,
And if you've never been damaged you don't know how it feels to be alive,
See struggle is the sauce that gives success its flavour,
when life kicked you down it was doing you a favour.

Cos it's in your darkest hour, not in prosperity
that you will realise your true ability.
Life dunks you in deep waters not to drown you but to cleanse you.
And that's just the beginning of what it will put you through.
But it's chiselling you down, you won't deflate.
It's not wearing you thin, it's getting you to your fighting weight.
Prosperity makes monsters, adversity makes men.
I believe when you reach the top life will yank you back down again.

You didn't break down, you just had a flat tyre
so get back up and relight that fire.
keep it burning and churning at the pit of your heart
and keep on learning and yearning and never fall apart.

Stare life in the eyes
and say "no matter how many times
my spirit won't break if my drive never dies"
So throw me a burden I won't lose my composure,
It's for this very reason that life gave me shoulders.

Get better not bitter
This weather will wither
I'll turn wounds into wisdom
sadness into spirit
tears to tenacity
I will never quit it

Take a deep breath and concentrate your stare
because a road with no obstacles never took you anywhere.
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 Nov 2012 Warda Kashif
Emma
after you touched me
my confidence lasted
a full day

softly...
your hand was warm

it was just a brush by, really

and it wasn't even a soft spot

just exposed.


I want to mix with you still
leave cool spots on your cheeks
softly...
drip down your legs.

the air would be yellow sun around our heads
 Nov 2012 Warda Kashif
Duck
The gift of giving indiscriminately
is a gift we should give indiscriminately
There's a secret to a good life and here's the key
The path to happiness is generosity

Happiness doesn't dilute when you give it away
and it constitutes in everything you say
You can literally have your cake and eat it
depending exactly on how you treat it
take it, use it, split it, pass it on
every time you do that it will be twice as strong

happiness is a virus we need to learn to spread
a pandemic of the head
A vaccine shot straight to the heart
infecting you with a flying start
secret to the deeper hidden meaning of living
that happiness is caused by indiscriminate giving.
Check out my YouTube channel: www.youtube.com/duckforpope
Like me on FaceBook: www.facebook.com/duckforpope
Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/duckforpope

Or just send me a good ol' fashioned email: duckforpope@gmail.com
If I knew then what I know now
Is what my elders would say
Refusing to take their advice
I always wanted to play
Now time had made me grow
I think how life is strange
Because I’m the one with advice
That seems to ring the same
If I knew then what I know now
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