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SADIA SHAFIQ · #31 Saturday, September 22, 2012

I love the way you love me ,
I love all yours deceptions
And all Illusions and visions
Which seems to me the debris ,
Of horse that dirtied the soil .
So, with the passage all water will fly
And this debris will turn into particles .
In the same way ,our bodies are disposed to graves.
And ,i have to turn into Nothingness!
Still,many times i Licked it ;
In its fancy it seems to me a dream,
In its tean ,it become adulterous,
And In Old ,it will embrace Atheism
And have to buried into the soil.
To me pains are such debris ,
which created Nothingness.
It is Nothingness!!!!!

I am not alone here ,
I am in Love with ''Nothingness'',
In my fancy ,It is not felt ,
In my Teen ,It deceive me ,
In My Youth ,inherited all Nostalgia.

I am in peace and calm,
Thy calmness seduce me ,
To beget insanity and love,
And forget the regards of being.
I am absorbed and lost ;
In Sweet love and Ecstasy,
The love Of Might and Me
I am burnt, avoid my Nothingness

SADIA SHAFIQ · #32 Monday, November 26, 2012

Dust to Dust

Eyes closing burned with salt blood ;

I want to close dirty burnt air of desert,

I want to dump all these in skin of dust,

But again stormy wind entertain noise in enerty point;

Ah! Heart stop the activity of wind which have no end.

Acey waqtoo ke tamana me rahe umre rawan,

waqt aisa tha ka naaz uthaty guzaery,

Tujh c kiya kehty tery pas aaty guzry

zINDAGE KHAQ NA THE ,KHAQ URATY GUZERY!

Before my dust mix into the dust,

Before that my pen ceases ,
Before my heart goes on shamble ,

Before I like dead-falling leaves tumble,

I jumbled again again for the deceived dreams ,

I Want to die being jumbled,

chained in the shackles of juggler

O` Juggler ,where`s the next feat !

you derided the law of existence ,

You will receive reward of it.

when you will repent ,

when my blood cease circulation.

You will have no chances ,

Like you did not granted .

din jo guzra to kisi yad ke ro me guzera.

sham aye to khwab dikhaty guzery !

Achey waqto ke tamna me rae umere rawan,

I am dust , dust and deceived by it.

I never believe but when I did ,lose remaining ashes;

My ashes of remaining trust on dust,

Swift `s yahoo followed me ,

And I become victim of it.

No one noticed casuality,

Because dust caught my particles

It clean all my dirt on the holy landof them.

Now no one can meet me if stumbled ;

In the land of dead.

I am singing ,''da stgirde jadogar de mena laiy valida'

janana che pki osi sumra khkali dunya gaeyda,

umeed tey zindaegyda .ghwaralle ne johly jo layda,

dajuannd me sta da para ,da mena stada par.''

I am lying on the part of green mountain,

Flowers are touching the dust of mine,

Not transparent ,but my heart`s shine

And soon My part deceived my design ;

Redness vanished the mustard quality,

And I wish you be there with me ,

Before I meet with divine .

SADIA SHAFIQ · #33 Wednesday, January 23, 2013

A recusant

Totally shaken and Ruined ,
By the storm of criticism
And discrimination of love and gender
Have made me a recusant!!!

I am strong like a date -Wood
I may worth you like water flow ;
I may be an avenger !
I will revenge for my all lost-things .
And will do so by gaining Victories ,
Crossing all the castles of ugliness and failures .

I have known many can not get at time ,
But It is never happen that ,
Fruits of success would not for you .

I am waiting for my grants ,
With the power of my will
And with the Faith of Might !
All the things are transient .

I won`t be melancholic like Keats did ,
Neither like Shakes Who commit suicide ,
Nor like Marlowe ,who died a miserable death .
I know , O` my dear ambition !
All were master in their fields
All failed in the life toughest exams !
I won`t be like them
Because I have my own ways to rule my destiny !

I do not wait for regret ,
I do not call for back ,
I do not call for pity ,
And all the venomous veils of Humanity !
Who deceives us by their venial demands !

I am rebel and revolutionary in my own abode .
Now time for me to come and prevail and prevail !

Sadia shafiq ; Noor Iman
10:33 pm
23-01-2013

SADIA SHAFIQ · #34 Thursday, January 24, 2013

''TIME''

Now ,the season of fruits have gone .
And rain and water have shown ;
Above the heads of us
And between the hearts of humans.
Nothing ,Like sweetness of mercy have shown !

Now ,the love shows no regards of humanity ,
And treats like a devil .
And waves of times give no hand ;
For re-structuring the ruined designs.
And just having challenges,
stand up !

O` My dear sadia !
I know what you are for me ,
May be a precious diamond
But you have woven a story of ''blood diamond'
In order to remain Immortal !

I knew ! a lot of pains are there .
I knew my dear love ,
You are martyr of many wars ,
But still a prolonged series is there .
Just stand up !
Never give up !

Remember , You have to run,
Or walk, and may be crawl ,
In the destined scenario
just like a brave fighter stand ;
not to win these ,
But to conquer and defeat all challenges .

You have to remain ,
In order to gain for ;
your tireless struggle .
Victory is in front of you ,
And ugly destiny behind ,
And you have to overcome ,
by your will for brilliant days !

SADIA SHAFIQ ....

NOOR IMAN 24-01-2013
TIME:12: 00 pm

SADIA SHAFIQ · #35 Friday, January 25, 2013

I -me and myself for yours ;
Years back or moments left ,
I gave my 3D and in return
I was with tears had to left ,
In the Wilderness and desolation,
Of my desecrated dominion of love .

You want silk and golden my dear !
You forgot diamond is neither of them .
You forgot derision is just stage ;
Onto which you are hanging
One blow may swap from your mountaineered pride
And once you fallen my dear ,
Ah! I would be left !

Hey ! Lust bird !!!
You feed with flesh and drink wine in scalp !
You lost me when you perused Epicurean philosophy !
You lost me and lost me and lose me .
sadia shafiq

My poetic name ------Noor Iman
Date 21-01-2013
Time :9:4o

SADIA SHAFIQ · #36 Friday, January 25, 2013

" Injustice "

''NO dreams ,No promises and No Love ,
With discrimination ,prejudice and sexism ,
The Chauvinism will never end .

No mercy from Mighty would be shown .
No struggle by deprived would be ceased.
I am not touch with love and spring of kindness ;
Of powerful faction which society worship.

I am untouchable ,
Unbearable to be seen ,
Always to be ignored ,
Then why you came for me
When success would touch me.

The world have no regards for passion ?
Why it touch those who make success their maid ?
Thy principle is unfavorable ,
I would not accept these terms , no more .

I wielded a war for new ways and designs
I fought with the nasty designs and old customs
I am new and will make all the mores new .
I am human and power of man .
I am more then him ,not less then .

My limbs have been cut ,
And injured with knives ;
Of challenges and dark ways .

Listen ! My dear Age !
I have batches of victory
On my shirt bleeding with
the infliction of Love and Mercy .
I have won after a heartless bloodshed !

SADIA SHAFIQ

POETIC Name ; Noor Iman

date 25-01-2013
time 10: 09

SADIA SHAFIQ · #37 Wednesday, January 30, 2013

I love myself !

I have seen words weeping like a flow ,
A stream -flow over the mountain,
A reticent- flow and tacit melancholy,
I have seen men happy with such state.

Should I speak aloud and and raised my voice ,
To those who called me an idiot ?
Should I bid them to make my fun !
And should I shun ?

My sniveling will matter to those .
My dolorous sobbing heart silence will never matter to those .
Then I would have said them ,`O sadia ,'' they should be ignored.
If your silence is meaningless ,
Then your voicing would always be nu-heard,
No matter ,how many times you will explain .

Should I remain silent or answer to them ?
I am given two options and left to decide ,
I hate options and like a free soul,
I left all the romantic views of world.
Because ,my silence matters to me !

I am heading towards a journey of self ,
I love with me,
wipe the weeping words ,
And hug myself deep ,
Even lost myself in depth

Da Skeptic · #38 Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Fade not, my fabulous fairy..
Daunt not, my darling daisy..

Hark! the throbbing heart of love,
Behold the dancing feet of passion..

Lets be like nomads, and rove,
Through the tumultuous waters of emotion..

Weep not, in love's journey..
Complain not, of pain and agony..

Lets celebrate and sing together,
Of the pain of bereavement; forever..

Safeer Hussain Saffi

SADIA SHAFIQ · #39 Thursday, February 14, 2013

Marxism

The world would dwell in space .
Revolving images would sketch space.
Physical distancing would mount ,
Our Visualization of space .

People would discover new relationships;
Of their paternal and maternal belongings ,
will be matter of their choice .
The new generation first go near to ''Apollo ''

The system of respect would be entertained.
But in a new a way ,like the encounters of the God of Son.
All would rear each day,to see glimpse of thy,
He would met all ,shine and light and went .

Seasoning misogyny would be faded .
Raining love would enlighten Artemis wings;
Thy wings light and give soothing smell,
Which World would never have.

''Love conquers all '', will fertile ,
Thy feminist-space of ideas ,
Which Keats never found ,
And lost in ,''La Bella Dams ...
Nor like of suicidal encounters in plays,
Of Shakes,

Marxism would be prevailed all around.
Austen would be happy in limited range.
Moon-sun Tides would never imbalance.
There would be no Oedipus and Electra,
Neil `s philosophy would be a burial deep.

SADIA SHAFIQ · #40 Friday, February 15, 2013

Dreamer-I-Me-Myself.

Waking in the waves of Cynicism;
Where Looming clouds of darkness abode ,
In doomed reality raves a wind ,
worked to find a self in me-myself.

Never was a begging bowl -myself.
Never I thought to receded plans,
Of Future ,but to cede for me,
I awake ,work , and would gain .
My gaining potential would rain.

You will tell to me what is right ;
for myself to radar my ideas,
My destiny ,and will cast away ,
All who are poor to give with a lot .

Pains and sufferings , cravings and ambition ,
Lingering balance of my age in such densely bodies,
I re-framed an idea --virus .
Injecting virus of my ambition ,
Sooner would die in the mirth of my success.

In the battleground of my success ,
Never say to me ,Never!
I will inject many virulent ideas
And will prevail in my veil .
My name is power ,ambition and success.

SADIA SHAFIQ

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