The Forgotten One (Aasifa)
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We took it to walls
but never to our hearts
We listened a lot
but never gave it a thought
We grabbed the news
but never the accused
They rapped the little one
and we wiped our tears!
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I hope you ain't hurting,
Keep learning while you roam,
And no matter what the distance is,
I'll always be your home !

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I'm alone but not lonely,
I'll keep learning while I roam.
Every lesson is my step forward,
I'm sure I'll come back home.

#Mans


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We pave our way towards the stardust,
When million collisions fade beside

Our labour but a mere phenomenon
to harbour where the bondsmen reside

With weapons in our brain
and shield in the sleeves
When least of the mankind
Shrink upon our feets
We then in chorus sing our defeat, with cold in the blood till ,
we March towards the heat

and
Then on the arid land
When we lay down the dead bones
It rains through our sullen sights
to the point we drown into our own build heights



We then again
Pave our way towards the stardust
When million collisions fade beside
When million collisions fade beside



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TIME
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Once I used to live in my own world!

Time brought me to your world

A world without love

A world without life

A world surrounded by fear

A world without care

But the world I used to live in turned out to be a lie

And the world you live in a harsh reality!

With Time I mastered living your lifeless life

A life without a goal

A life without a soul

A life with a need

A life without a lead

I still thought I was dreaming

But the world I used to live in was torn apart

And yes, with time I turned out to be a man of your world

A man without deeds

A man without mates

A man with attitude

But a man without gratitude

I wish I could go back in time

Where there was nothing to hide

Where there was a Life

Where there was a light

Where there was a kite

I used to fly

All day and night

But time enclosed me here

and now I only can bear!

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To Every Mother & Father by His/Her Son/Daughter -:

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Born To You
Born For You
Laugh with You
Laugh For You
Cry with You
Cry For You
Happy with You
Happy For You
Sad with You
Sad For. You

Die with You
Die For You
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Author’s Note:
This is not just a Poetry.

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I want to sit beside your bed
and tell you all the ways you
can save yourself,
When you'll get bored, I'll jot down ways to eat your miseries,
I remember you like a Gunshot at neighborhood when I was 5,
If time stops for words,
I'll tell you that you too have left recurring echoes in the
layers of my fragile memory.
Life is a beautiful metaphor, often comprehended as misery.


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"I want to sit beside your bed
and tell you all the ways you
can save yourself,
When you're bored,
I'll jot down ways to eat your miseries, so i could tell you soft stories later.
I remember you like a Gunshot at neighborhood when I was 5,
If time stops for words, I'll scream your name at the top of the mountain to contain the echoes you have left between the layers of my fragile memory.
Life is a beautiful metaphor, often plays out as misery.


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On this day I conclude my body
and blend in God
to discover all those
whom I'd once lost!

I tasted every bit; every risk.
Blessings were showered abundantly;
every moment was a gift!

I cherish the smiles
that came into existence
because of my presence.
But now, my body has perished.
So don't you cry O My Beloved!
For I'll always be there,
in times of your happiness
even in times of despair!

I happily dive in my Creator
and bid adieu to His beautiful creations!

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#aarushi
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Flowers on full bloom,
as if putting a full stop on Earth's gloom.
The sky shining with the radiance of the huge yellow ring,
marks the onset of a beautiful spring.

The hornbills are dancing,
in the cloudless blue sky,
whispering the season's greetings,
to every other bird passing by.

Only of the onset of spring on Earth,
could make a tethered soul feel alive,
maybe the gloom inside it would end,
and it would give another chance to life.

She cried and said “why you want to control me?”
I cried and said “it doesn't make me lonely.”
She said is love isn't there to make we us?
I said that's right but what bout lust?
She still think that I was hiding something
And than she left me saying you share nothing
Now she miss me too
Losing controlling too
She thought I was fake
But now who left true?

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She cried and said “why you want to control me?”
I cried and said “it doesn't make me lonely.”
She said is love isn't there to make we us?
I said that's right but what bout lust?
She still think that I was hiding something
And than she left me saying you share nothing
Now she miss me too
Losing controlling too
She thought I was fake
But now who left true?

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I Cry!


When you are not around,
And legs freeze on ground,
When heart beats for you
I Cry!

There are feelings to share,
There are stories to tell,
When I miss you,
I Cry!

When the sun sets,
And I need some rest,
When eyes search you,
I Cry!

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I See You!

When the sun shines
And the birds chirp,
when I open my eyes
I See You!

When flowers blossom
and the butterflies fly
When I open my eyes
I see You!

When the temple bell rings
with the sound of holy chants
When I open my eyes
I see You!

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Why? ¿

Why I feel sudden euphoria whenever I hear your name?
Why there's nothing which can relax me other than your presence?
Why I feel more alive whenever you're around?
Why I don't want anybody else to you surround?
Is there any occult thing about you that's attracting me?
Although, You & me share no affinity,
Why I always feel blessed for your vicinity?
I can say we are perfectly tangled in our own worlds,
But why I want to be imperfectly fit in yours?
Why you are my first thought every morning?
Why every beautiful smile remind me of yours?
Is it love or infatuation?
I don't know.
Why there's always I have to tell more when we meet?
Why my worst day become best after your one greet?
Why you're taking most of my time nowadays?
Why you are becoming so hard to me replace?
I'm not liking this at all. I feel jealous to thee and thoughts of thine, cause
You are substituting me for all my attention and care that were used to be mine.

Pain
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I only wished for peace
From this life
I only wished to be happy
In the world of despair, demise

The strength to endure the suffering
Are no more in me
It’s like broken umbrella at rain
That’s the irony

Even the devil gives a chance for penance
For the sin of one
On the contrary life takes back
Somethings you never wanted to return

Broken from the very mind
One thinks and hears
While it is a parody
It’s the mind I truly fear

Still deep inside me there is one soul
Kindling like a charcoal
Longing for the peace
In search of my ultimate goal

“Endless Emptiness”

Floors are so white
it emits no light
So so beautiful and fair
Can't help but stare

Muddy race
Blood bloody face
Tears intoxicating tears
Numb so numb, no fears

Clothes layered thick
It's not because of it
It's too protect what is too great,
Only if that were my fate

A smile so calmable
You tremble, just tremble
You fall, so so slow
They just holds you just like that

It will never happen
Good Fortune avoids this one.

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She just want to be alright,
Even things are not all right,
She's now crying like all night,
She chooses darkness so she lose light.
Now even god wants to know, who's right ?
I didn't do anything wrong and idk if I have did maybe,
No one knows how much I need you my baby,
Again!
You left me but when will this pain?
You got yourself outta my life and I'm still in that lane.
Sometime true love dies and no one gives a damn,
Tell me after broking me what did you gain?

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NEEDLE
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Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa. 


The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room. 



Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa. 


The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in  the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then. 


It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried. 


Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go" 


"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.


The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go" 


Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery. 

Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! . 


"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "


"Kind of "  Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said. 


For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again. 


After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress. 

He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "


Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"


He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.

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NEEDLE (PART 1)
(Do try to guess the climax, I have tried to make it as messy as possible)

Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa. 


The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room. 



Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa. 


The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in  the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then. 


It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried. 


Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go" 


"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.


The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go" 


Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery. 

Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! . 


"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "


"Kind of "  Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said. 


For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again. 


After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress. 

He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "


Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"


He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.

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I'm done

You sown the seed of love in my heart's soil,
You nurtured it,
And when it started developing,
You left me in a turmoil.

You inserted the thoughts,
Of trust and intimacy in my brain,
And when it began to embrace them,
You left me with much reasons to explain.

I happily gave u all what u ever wanted,
Without asking u for none,
But before even I could create any difference,
You left me all alone with no hopes to return.
Enough now......I'm done.
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The date I know the day I don't,
Finding resembling faces amidst unknown.

I saw her like the festival of light,
Spreading glee all day all night.

Bewitched by her little smile,
I walked beyond my mile.

Under the open starlit sky,
I think of her until sleep passes me by.

I saw her like the winter sun,
Wiping darkness with the crack of dawn.

I saw her like an oasis of serenity,
With a glance conquering uncertainty.

Comely face as a blessing of nature,
Beautiful hair as monsoon cloud creature.

Falling from the high above,
Condensed on my window pane.

Gestures she made I can do nothing but gaze,
Beauty in her eye can create a raze.

What a surreal experience it was,
I was a trouble and she was the cause.

I could never talk to her,
I could never see myself worthy.


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