Sunday, January 31, 2010

Angels do cry

Heavens sent forth enthralling angels,
Of wings alluring and hastening spells.
Conquered the cobalt skies without threat,
Unseen seraphs armored by stealth.

Sands of time flew by faith,
Wings divine attacked by hate.
Beleaguered soul distressed by pain,
Of inflicted lunacy and wrecking bane.

Their whimpers hurled chills to spine,
And moonlight struck their eyes to shine.
To the grim reaper's own demise,
Thanks to the world's lies and compromise.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

The Concert

As lights begin to dim
and the music starts to pour
the drums pounding rhythimically
like the sound of thunder
lights flooding the stage
filling the empty space with their flourescent glow...
...Hence, begins the concert without further ado

(click on image for better view)

Wednesday, January 20, 2010

Route - Where I am

This path i choose
This route is where I am
We all are so lost
No destination to be seen
The only things to be seen
Crawling every inch
Building up my own way
Burning my soul throughout the way
I think i have to stay
Stay at a place i know
Peaceful and so clean
The paradise in my soul
My dreamt reality
The one i want to be
This hash reality
The sinner I'll always be
I think i'll take this doubtful route
And it'll remain the path i choose

Original Photo: Sara Siddique

Monday, January 11, 2010

No Smoking

The orange-red ember glows in the black night it glows brighter every second because we have bad lives and we don't know how to cope so we smoke but the thing we forget is even the 'flowers wither with this burning piece of disaster' so NO SMOKING please....

I like smoking.... I like the bitter tang on my tongue, I like the searing down and up on my throat, I like the dramatic mock coughing from strangers, I like the cold winter winds on my parched lips, I like sneaking out at midnight, I like brushing my teeth and changing my shirts to hide the scent, I like the negative advertising campaigns, I like the searching and questioning looks at CVS, I like the pull as it leaves my mouth, and I like the burn.

I like smoking as it's far more better then crying.... this is coming from a person who doesn't smoke...

I have to say life is like a cigarette...Sweet in the beginning malignant at the end or you may call it bitter...But that's not all... On one end of a cigarette; A flame... The other... An Idiot... But i guess we are all idots aren't we? Millions of people smoke... So there must be flames... Flames adjacent to us... And they're getting closer to us.. Burning isn't pleasant... But it's the end.... EVEN THE FLOWERS WITHER AS A CIGERRETE BURNS... Seriously possessive, that's the smoke that licks our cheek, seeping down our collar to the flesh below... It has its claws in us somewhere, deep in our mind... Possessive. That's the smoke... Caress with a silky taint; that kiss of death, Possessive, that's the smoke. So no smoking please... as its not only affect the smoker but the surrounding as well....

Sunday, January 10, 2010

Beyond Originality

Some things do look beyond origniality... its not because they aren't orignal, its just because of the way we look at them ...

Thursday, January 7, 2010


'Autumn red in a nightmare of colors... Day dream and death confide in one room... Complicated, passionate, psyco, smart... life and happiness all dripped away'

The more horrifying this world becomes, the more art becomes abstract.... 

Friday, January 1, 2010


Seen a warrior’s burst of rage.. We have seen a martyr’s life outgrow his age... seen vile in great men... seen beauty in false women.. seen rivals of a genius... seen tyrants hailed among us... seen the envy of a friend... seen love draw its own end... We have seen a rainbow fade when it should stay... we have seen a summer wait for the next may... seen a leave wither from its youth... seen weathers play with our moods.... seen a victim plead for his right... seen a culprit with his last lie.... seen guilty hands turn to pray... seen aggression overwhelmed by grace...seen faith take hold of our reason... seen wisdom go out of season... seen hatred for a chosen prophet... seen sacrifices with regret... seen ironies turn to the truth... seen lies bearing the fruits... seen impact of just a thought... seen actions ending with naught... seen voices live longer than singers... seen a maestro play with bleeding fingers... seen life in a dead man’s painting... seen victors go down fainting... Seen the unseen... see hope live in all of US PAKISTANI's... hope for a better tommorow, hope for peace, harmony... we sacrificed alot in 2009 and we would keep on sacrificing each and everything we have just for a better tommorow... Let us just pray that as 2009 FADES AWAY and 2010 takes over with the bright sunlight everything gets better, everything ACTUALY GETS BETTER! And yes all we can do is pray..... at times we are dependent... and i guess this is one of those times! Happy new year..............