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It's not ok
Baby told me it's not ok when I showed him it's ok
It's not ok
When I found out my way
But he held me back that day
I laugh to cover
Don't tell I suffer
I act not sober cause I need to chill someday

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It's fine, it's ok for me that my beloved threw me away.
It's great, it's ok for me that I found out my own way.
It's madness, it's ok for him to get me back next day.
I'm always under cover
I never say that I suffer
But he knows he can't find another
So let's play, it's ok that he's mine, I'm his, we pray.

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"THE TOWN CALLED EMBIL"
Part- 1

What do you think - said Hough a 45 years old watchman of a cemetry in a small town called 'EMBIL,

A bear? - said john a 50 year old grave digger

Have you ever seen a damn bear in your whole life, where would one come from here in this town? - said Hough

Hey i am just saying, i mean what else could do such thing? - said john

What do you say should we allert the authorities? - said Hough

Hell no, i am not losing my job over something like this, i am saving for my retirement, losing the job is the last thing i want to happen - said John in a panick

So.... put it back then - said Hough as he tossed a shovel towards John

But still, what could it be ? - said John as they both stared at the decapitated corpse dragged outside of it's coffin

Let's hope no one opens this coffin as long as we are around - said Hough while dusting his clothes off
Cheers to that - said John as he level the soil around the grave

Oh god have mercy on our poor soul thy we have sinned, let us in your holy arms once again as we plead, amen - John prayed and kissed the cross hanging around his neck

I am telling you man strange things are happening since that strange doctor came into the town, something is very wrong about him - said Hough

You mean the one who wears all black, a black hat hiding his face, a black long coat, black shoes and black gloves, the guy sure is a mystery, but i doubt he has anything to do with this -said John

Mark my words one of these days you will be seeing him running for his life, who knows what kind of black magic is this science, his days are numbered if he keep getting in the way of the church - said Hough as both of them walked away from the grave

The same man they were talking about who wears all black clothes jumped of the tree beside the grave and looked at them as they left he then bends and collected the dirt around the grave in a jar and started walking in the opposite direction while whisteling under the full moon

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#Einstestine

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The Underated kid


Quite and beautiful, sitting in a corner.

Rapunzel like hair... Preoccupied in her own thoughts

Billion of dreams encased in her eyes.. she looked like a dreamer

Scolded and compared ... Lento she became a rebel with a pebble.

Glimmer of our eyes again  shimmered as time passed by

With her ameliorated skills she is crème de la crème

Again she is Torpid as the crowd doesn't appraise her finesse 

Underrated even with all the skills at its best .

Judged by the past , juxtaposed at last.

Oh Lord! Yarn of every second kid .. Underrated and differentiated

Why can't we  keep everyone in different slot with their own skills and capabilities

A kid so underrated still embrace his dream to be fulfilled and praised.

The underrated kid
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Quite and beautiful, sitting in a corner.

Rapunzel like hair... Preoccupied in her own thoughts

Billion of dreams encased in her eyes.. she looked like a dreamer

Scolded and compared ... Lento she became a rebel with a pebble.

Glimmer of our eyes again  shimmered as time passed by

With her ameliorated skills she is crème de la crème

Again she is Torpid as the crowd doesn't appraise her finesse 

Underrated even with all the skills at its best .

Judged by the past , juxtaposed at last.

Oh Lord! Yarn of every second kid .. Underrated and differentiated

Why can't we  keep everyone in different slot with their own skills and capabilities

A kid so underrated still embrace his dream to be fulfilled and praised.

The Fire Between Us

The texture of your lipstick,
Still shining around my lips.
The traces of your fragrance,
Still dissolving inside my skin.

My eyes rolling around,
Trying to touch your body.
Every cell of my skin ready
To go through that heaven again.

Your smile starting a fire
Burning all my secrets down.
Your hair all unsettled
Shouting warnings in vain.

My fingers taking your consent,
Daring to touch you where you want.
My heart tossing around like a coin,
With a touch of yours, it's gone...

~Abhinav

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#wroteforher

"Don't cry" They say
You will be weak if u say 'Nay'
Be like this and not that.

But I cried today.
I opened that bottle of emotions.
As it was already on verge of breaking
I opened that dam.
Yes I cried today.

"You are a weakling" Said my mom
But I felt stronger mom.
"You are a coward " Said my brother.
But I felt better, as I appreciated myself today,
I appreciated myself because I could endure that all.
"You are unreliable" Said friends.
I feel reliable enough to depend on myself.
So I cried today.
And I didn't feel guilty.

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They circled him menacingly
Taunting and kicking him frequently.
He beared it all with great tolerance.
They didn't even passed with a narrow,
Because it was just a baby of sparrow.

All of them just snickered in the back.
Some of them cared , but they were all scaredy cats.
No one defended ,
And looked through the shadow...
As it was just a baby of sparrow.

As it grew bigger everyday,
Reliving the past , remembering it all.
He grew stronger day by day.
Now he stands tall from all.
With an aim in mind and a passion in eyes.
He showed them all  ,
As now they bowed,
That he was not just a baby of sparrow.

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The eyes are full
With tears of past;
The vision is blurry
Of the lips that move fast;
The ears are deaf
For the soft words spoken;
The heart just let in
What hurts it often;
The words then came out,
I am Sorry;
But the other one feels bad
And continues to worry.
None sees the guilt
Which they bear,
Is nothing but
Just a mistake, my dear.
This feud for no reason,
Moves them apart;
They go the other way
To do a new start.
Carrying this burden
Just makes them slow,
Let these bad memories
Vanish with the flow.
Life has to go ahead,
It is just one way.
Send your well wishes
Even if you cannot convey.

Peace be upon everyone...

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Once upon a dream, a girl sought a home.

On tree branches and beneath stones.

Once upon a dream, a girl found home.

Within a being that was her own.

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Society Rules. 

Here I stand before thee all. 

Full of imperfections and flaws . 

Never was I born for brawls

Nor was I to appease ya all.

Oh how suffocating they are.

Being rude and commanding us all is not rude.

How crude thou can be .

Oh the society rules. 


Some predefined laws they are.

Bruising the one writhes to be free.

Some brutal ropes they are binding you tight till you bleed.

Keep it down ! Don't show you guts.

Oh my God how they drive us to nuts!

They don't care if you bruise. 

Oh these society rules.


Some lose their wealth.

Some lose health.

To just fit in the quote of "What they'd say".

But sadly never anyone finds their bay.

When this haze will go away.

The haze of ideology.

The fog of obsolete rules.

Oh these society rules…

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Complexity

People tell me that I'm too simple as I don't wear the clothes which are trending in the current time. Most of the people thought that their Complexity is showcased by their clothes, their character is represented by their clothes by their physique by their face colour. This is the truth which most of the people follow...

For me Complexity is found in a person who don't wear clothes which are trending, who don't discriminate anyone's on the basis of colour , clothes and beauty. The complexity of your character is represented by your soul. Not by your wealth. They are beautiful who have beautiful soul to whom Money or wealth is not a token of representing their character. Representing what you don't have is the worst thing, and showing what you got is also the worst thing but the best thing is appreciating what you are now and being what you are is the Complexity of your soul which can't be compared from anyone else....
I'm what I wanna be, giving my efforts on me to be the best...

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Title : She

She is broken inside, but a high tide..
Lovely in a gaze ,but still a maze ..
She is optimum..
Thought infinitum..
But yet a crumb,
in other's eyes.
She let go those cries,
that cease her fly to the skies,
She doesn't care about the nero ,when she herself a shero...
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The Ignorant Man


Ignorant
Of how wide and deep
The sea of ignorance is.

Therefore he
Who drowns in its mid
Thinks he can cross it
Himself.

With those feeble
Arms, no, senses of his
One wonders
How far he can go.



#AhmadMusa #review #poem

As the nightly hour strikes two
I sit quietly to think of You,
Of what all I seek for
When insanity is at the door.
Yearned to sail so far away
But that joy is yet to reach my Bay;
Will to have my hands at flow,
Aghast the world stopped; stopped my Go.
Days, now I spend, sitting idle;
Living the Present, a massive hurdle.
Woes and worries of the Days to come,
Incessantly, in my mind they hum.
Why are You at cross with me?
Look here, my misery don't you see...
Fear has overpowered my tiny little Faith
I see no way; dejected should I turn to Death?

O my dear Life, can you hear me...

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Not Here

I saw her in the mirror ,

She was same 

Nothing changed.

But the tears were not there.


Her lifeless orbs still sobed,

But this time everything has been robbed.

This time the hope wasn't there .

Her lips were there , but the sound was not there.


The mirror will shatter again she knew.

They will do it again she knew.

But 

Would she be alive this time

This she did not know.


All she knew was ...her soul was not in there.

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Can I just rush to a place where no one’s ever been to?
Sit quietly with my head on the grass. The land unseen fake smiles, and the breeze kissing me with an assurance of better times.
For once can I not have anyone by my side whispering everything will be all right,
But holding my hand through the storm within has calmed down.
For all I need is the thought of my smiling genuine, not for a joke, but with a feeling.
In the end, all we crave is the solitude of content.

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Gossamer’s Thread

Dreams, I weave
With gossamer’s thread
Only to see them
Broken and shred
For peace, I yearn
For love, I long
Only to find myself
At a place, I misbelong
Alas, it comes true
The nightmare, I dread
I break into pieces
Like gossamer’s thread.

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Gossamer’s Thread

Dreams, I weave
With gossamer’s thread
Only to see them
Broken and shred
For peace, I yearn
For love, I long
Only to find myself
At a place, I misbelong
Alas, it comes true
The nightmare I dread
I break into pieces
Like gossamer’s thread.

I wonder sometimes how would it feel to touch the sunshine.
I wonder sometimes how would I feel to face it with smile.
I wonder sometimes what if I opened my cage.
The jail whom I am captive of.
I wonder sometimes, why won't unclench my fists.
And let the ropes slide, which are tieing my wrists.
And here I sit crouched in my own cage.
Captive of my own self.
Just craving the sunshine that's outside.

#review #fading_betelgues