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Poetry Contest
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The Me you have always known, the Me that's a stranger still. |
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Passion of Nox
weakness pushed thou to the court of nox, thou art the slave of passion and love, the nox caught thee in her thoughts; into oblivion,as the pond beholding the dove: the enveloping fragrance of thy acquaintance all around smelled, unlocking the doors of patience the inviting desires of thirst yelled: courtiers are the stars of dark, nox and the enslaved burning in the dancing flames; "be mine";in the rhythm, is the slave's hark; Talisman of passion,all her magical dames: nox in flames is thy reflection, as the Narcissus from that heaven. BY ALMAAS RUBY
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Farrah Zafar (Thursday, June 10, 2010) |
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waiting to blossom
in a quite autumn,
sitting under a tree , a leaf fell, and birds flee memories took me, where i used to be, laughters all around, nothing to worry, i smiled, a tear came out of my eye, its no more there, i could see, i closed my eyes, a cold gush of wind, striking me, guilt shivering through spine, reminding of love, lost by me, i was alone, tree smiled,whispered slowly, its law of nature, to move on , to be free, shed your sorrows, live a life, look at roots, love is still there, i smiled again, there is still time , for a twinkling shine, feeling a beautiful sign, rays of light, blurring the shrines, deepening into my soul, removing darkness, what a beauty! it is destiny, evolving itself, firming my belief, there is always hope, i opened my eyes, everything is new, love is cultivated, waiting to blossom.
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Almaas Ruby (Sunday, June 06, 2010), Artemis (Sunday, June 13, 2010), Farrah Zafar (Thursday, June 10, 2010), Last Island (Tuesday, June 15, 2010), Noor.Faiza (Sunday, June 13, 2010), S.H.Virk (Tuesday, June 08, 2010), sana_krn (Friday, June 11, 2010), wind (Wednesday, June 09, 2010), Zoyee (Thursday, June 10, 2010) |
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Blithe childhood,
playing,hiding,innocent, in the shadow of beloved ones, oblivious of its future A life, moving,struggling,winning, controlled by fate, unsure of its destiny A dream aspiring,prospering,targeting, makes life meaningful, ignorant of nightmare A beauty attracting,cheering,gratifying, truly admirable hidden from everyone A true love, flourishing,thriving,blooming, relieving everything, so close to heart A restless soul, searching,probing,tormenting, seeking guidance, nescient of itself Me bewildering,fighting,obsessing, with no desire to escape, unknown to myself Last destination, arranging,waiting,calling portentous reality obscured by world by deadlydoctor
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Reality is something you rise above. |
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Baffling Confession
I can recall my College days,
And those decorous and heartfelt fellows, Where genial guys were busy in flair ventures, With gallant ambitions, with daring aspirations. I was a dumb - - - a tongue-tied, At least that’s what the guys would call me, But I would perceive the things in remote order, And all the guys who claim to be patronizing. I felt a sickness deep inside, And some excruciating longing, I found a world where I could hide, Where I sought refuge and belonging. In Poetry my inner rage, Could find appeasement and expression, Each day I spent locked in a cage, Of alienation and depression. And I think of those days, When I would search for some memories, I think I found a better way, I found some meanings and direction. No, you would no envisage from me, My fellows think that I am work-shy, I am still myself and will be me, Among these people, silent and voiceless. And if, my dear, I should express, I would like the world to know, That I refused to live a lie, That everybody’s face show.
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Almaas Ruby (Saturday, June 12, 2010), Call for Change (Wednesday, June 16, 2010), Farrah Zafar (Thursday, June 10, 2010), Last Island (Tuesday, June 15, 2010), Noor.Faiza (Sunday, June 13, 2010), S.H.Virk (Friday, June 11, 2010), wind (Tuesday, June 15, 2010) |
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"CATHARSIS"
I am walking calmly and slowly, on the road which is wet wholly, sky is showering its love as rain, wetting myself i am looking insane, doors of shops are shutting down, and i am laughing like a clown, holding in my hand a cup of icecream, winter's rain,I and a scream, my scattered hair pouring drops of rain, wiping my tears and suppressing pain, my nose is red,hands are cold, these moments are precious than gold, I forgot tensions,worries and cares, I forgot my present like nightmares, sips of coffee unlock my unconscious, I recall memories that are precious, Cold and dark is December's night, my memories are warm and bright, What a Relation between 'Tears' and 'Rain', I am weeping,noone can feel my Pain!
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Love is my Shield,Truth is my Sword,Brain is my Crown,Smile is my Treasure and I'm a Queen; Quitters never win and Winners never quit..!!! |
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The New Sun
The New Sun
Tanks are moving forward Life is shrieking from backward. The eyes questions the crime, The innocense of a child inquires What thy principles of war, They say no rule exists so far. It’s the pride of self It’s the Egos’s craze Destroythe fields, Let the trees erase. Rule the world no matter what it takes. Mother nature witness the plight. Smiles at the pride. Her voice echoes Every night has its day Thy crimes will be questioned Thou fall has been written. The new sun will rise, The pure and bright light Will shrink the darkness aside.
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Letter to the Divine
In a daze, I devour the book for the leaf blank Tearing off page out of the book of my destiny, While writing to You I'm no more a swank. To indite my lots there's no ink with pens many I fill up my pen by tear-bottle in casket, You, above all and I, a none in any. Wounded heart and soul, by the aging time, in chest; I loved, as destined for; by your Will I am a fortune's child but you know my best I'm ill, swoon in December and April, My ink colorless, with the feels colored so, No postman, no address space to infill. In this night's darkness, listen to my heart's soh. Oh! be with me for i am a being with nought know. LETTER TO THE DIVINE,
A TERZA RIMA BY ALMAAS RUBY
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How to get heart's ease
"how to get heart's ease" to get the comfort of head and the heart, we went to the moon but then too we are gloom. we searched for the space to live on the mars, we made everykind of game but then too we are the same. listen! World this is like a waiting room from where we have to go very soon, while we searching for desires in lagoon that is why we are gloom. to protect ourselves from the satan and the hell, for the relaxation of the soul we must know our goal... by- most wanted
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So many nights,
Went without sight, Me and my loneliness, Nothing is right Sleepless nightly, Waiting for answers, Stars in the sky, Going with rising white Smoke all around, Coming from somewhere, Unlimited thoughts bound, Ready to ignite Why such a wait, Unshared feelings,unspoken words, Never get it straight My inner-self in a fight I am nothing, I have nothing, Metaphors of tragedy, Getting more tight Agony of lost love, I am addicted to, Will end with passion, My soul going for flight by deadlydoctor
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