The Door

 In the memory of Rafay Tariq (1994-2011). A friend who I will never forget.

                                                               Rafay Tariq (1994-2011)

It's strange how you were here yesterday

And now you're not here anymore

Did you go away so quick, so far away?

And didn't you think what I would do without you?

That was when I cried, cried for those times

When we were together, all those smiles

How can I forgot those moments, I collected them all

They're still in my head

And when I saw you in a dream

You were dressed in a robe of white

And guided by two angels

Yet you outshined them both and so did your smile

You came to me and spoke

Why do you cry for me when I'm already inside you?

If you look inside your heart you'll see a child

Smiling at you all the time,

Guiding you no matter where you are

We are seperated only by a door

The Exit Door

I have passed and so will you one day

And when you come, we'll have those jolly times again

HUNGER

This post portrays our society. Their undesirable hunger for power and the steps they take to earn it.

                                                   This post is inspired by the lyrics of this song

Who do you try to deceive....?
With those fake smiles and elated natures. With warm handshakes and a convival pat on the back, With the obedience of a dog; running at their beck and call. Devoted to the objectives they give you. Referring to them as "sirs", inviting them to banquets; providing them exquisite wines.
Don't they know who you are....?
Your smiles as masks on grim faces. Your minds are callous; they conspire. You aim for ranks not friendship. Your thinking is vile and repulsive. Plotting on bringing about their decline. Your avidity directs  your mind. The meal you serve is sprinkled with unenlighted toxin; the wine mixed with unknown venom.
You sell your souls to the devil to satisfy your HUNGER!

WAR

This post portrays the image of the world after a massive war.

When the sun's departure smears the blue sky with red.When the emanation of smoke and gunpowder overcomes what was once the fragrance of nature at its full bloom. When the roar of bombs echo, silencing the lilting tunes of the songbirds. When the green meadows, where the rover once rested, corrode by the inferno's hand. When the proud, erect trees are made to stoop; their heads once high now bowing in mercy. When the fields, where once children played, are opened by craters. When the new paints of white on the villas are stripped of color, superseded by rotting paleness. When the ancient edifices are battered. When the active streets, once abundant with population, are desolated. When ecstacy is killed by foreboding. When love is lost and animosity arouses. When the world, a child one knew, is now merely a round deceased carcass.
'Tis WAR to blame.
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FEAR

When it feels like an intolerable cold pierces every pore of your body. You shiver. When you hear the pounding of your heart. Booming inside. Noisy enough to wake up the mighty Vesuvius. A second when your breathing stops and you feel like you can still stay alive for all of eternity without inhaling precious life. When you lose the feeling in your legs but are supported by them simply because they have been accustomed to balancing you. When a grey curtain covers your eyes. When the Earth begins to spin faster or its simply all in your head. When you are too afraid to believe what you really see and deep down inside, you fight the truth that it is all just a lie and not real. As it slowly creeps up to your heart and leaves you pale and dead.
It is called FEAR.