"imran" poems
We're living in pain and it's such a pity,
But no one cares enough for my city,
Lords of doom keep ******* its belly,
We’re human, you demons, you’re bleeding my alley,
Save us from evil, we don't complain,
Please let our cries not go in vain,
Karachi is out dry from cuts of corruption,
Please save its people from utter disruption,
Please help us Allah, we aren’t bad in behavior,
Imran Khan is the one, please make him our savior.
Aug 15, 2019
Aug 15, 2019 at 4:14 PM UTC
And what is life
of this world
except
the enjoyment
of delusion
//Ali 'Imran 3:85//
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 11:14 AM UTC
By Imran Ahmed
They Were Promised Since Childhood Days
Two Silent Souls In Tender Gaze
Eyes Would Meet A Shy Delight
Smiles Exchanged In Golden Light
He So Quiet Lost In Books
Dreaming Of Love In Stolen Looks
She A Beauty Soft And Bright
A Blooming Rose In Morning Light
But Time Was Cruel It Changed Her Heart
She Sought New Dreams They Grew Apart
She Left Behind His Love So Pure
And Walked A Path Of Gold And Lure
He Let The World Slip Through His Hands
Abandoned Books Forsook His Plans
A Shadow In A Lonesome Room
Wrapped In Silence Bathed In Gloom
She Crossed The Seas Her Vows Anew
With Riches Vast A Life She Drew
He Stayed Behind With Weary Eyes
Lost In Dreams Beneath The Skies
A Beard Grew Long His Lips Still Smiled
Yet Sorrow Burned So Dark So Wild
He Lived On Whispers Memories Cold
A Love That Never Could Grow Old
One Fateful Day She Came Once More
To Find Him Lost His Soul So Sore
With Trembling Hands He Bid Goodbye
A Final Breath A Whispered Sigh
She Wept She Screamed Her Heart Undone
The Weight Too Great Her Life Was Spun
Beside His Form She Found Her Rest
Her Hand In His Her Final Breath
Two Hearts That Fate Had Torn Apart
Now Beat As One In Death’s Embrace.
Feb 21, 2025
Feb 21, 2025 at 6:21 AM UTC
There was a footnote with
an NB after the PS at the
end of his last email to me.
The main text of his missive
was about how dangerous
USA was due to their Nukes.
Can't be trusted, they used
them before in Hiroshima
and Nagasaki, did you know?
Well I did, but I refused to go
see the Enola Gay when I was
in Washington D.C.
Ended up with the NB which
said that I could kiss my ***
goodbye if Imran hits on Modi!
The thing about it is, we might
have Niobium's to kiss if they
decide to do what America did!
Mar 1, 2019
Mar 1, 2019 at 12:59 PM UTC
By Imran Ahmed
Pain Is The Sky When It Crumbles And Crashes Burying Your Dreams Beneath Its Merciless Suffocating Weight,
Pain Is The Storm That Shreds Your Body Apart Each Raindrop A Blade Each Gust A Scream Of Despair,
Pain Is The Spell That Binds Your Soul In Chains Locking Your Light Within A Prison Of Endless Night,
Pain Is The Knife That Kisses Your Vena Cava Spilling Rivers Of Agony From A Wound That Never Heals,
Pain Is The Flood That Drowns Your Veins In Sorrow Surging Through Arteries With Waves Of Torment Untamed,
Pain Is The Poison That Clogs Your Throat A Venomous Chokehold Stealing The Last Breath Of Your Fading Hope,
Pain Is The Grinder That Severs Your Head Gears Of Suffering Crushing Every Whisper Of Sanity You Owned,
Pain Is Euphorbia Burning Your Eyes A Venomous Bloom That Blinds You With Tears Of Eternal Regret,
Pain Is Her Love False Yet Intoxicating Stealing Your Life While Leaving You Chained To A Grave Of Longing,
She Is Both The Pain And The Drug Of That Pain A Curse You Crave A Torment That Lasts Forever.
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 11:40 PM UTC
By Imran Ahmed
The Scent Of Her Sweat
Intoxicates Me
Pulling Me Into Her World
I Forget To Live
Lost In The Warmth Of Her Essence
Breathing Her In
Droplets Of Her Nectar Glisten
Tracing Desire Upon Her Soft Skin
They ****** My Soul
Whispering Secrets
Only She Can Awaken
My Heart
Follows Her Rhythm
Drawn To The Music Of Her Pulse
I Long To Taste
HER LIPS
To Drink The Sweetness Of Her Breath
To Dissolve Into Her
Where Boundaries Blur
And
I Cease To Be
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 4:19 AM UTC
By Imran Ahmed
A Man Runs Wild Fierce And Proud
Head Held High Lost In The Crowd,
Chasing Dreams Too Far To Hold
Like Rain That Slips Through Fingers Cold,
A Dog Behind A Moving Wheel
Blind To Truth Deaf To Appeal,
It Runs And Runs But All In Vain
The Chase Is Endless Filled With Pain,
Some Roads Lead Nowhere Yet We Fight
Some Battles Fade Into The Night,
Oh Stubborn Heart Let Wisdom Grow
Not Every Wind Is Meant To Blow,
For What Is Ours Will Find Its Way
And What Is Lost Was Never Meant To Stay.
Feb 21, 2025
Feb 21, 2025 at 6:02 AM UTC
Hey sweetheart
You are my blessing
You are my life
How **** gazzling will it be, if I'll be at your place tonight
Surely you'll be brightening the moonlight
By wearing your bluish gown this delight
Hoping to match with the beauty by my side
I'll accompany you with white this night
Seeking you tonight
Will surely enlighten our moonlight
One hand on your waist and other in your hand
Will astonishingly cherish the dangling star shine
By seeking the beauty of light
We'll be playing Romio and Juliet tonight
Not hoping to act like imran hasmi at sight
By flooding you with kisses this night
Mar 22, 2020
Mar 22, 2020 at 3:30 AM UTC