22

Looking at the number I realize how old I have got

Happy birthday to me

3rd may <3

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Silhouette an end

I hear them whispering in my dreams
The angles of death calling me
I see their message engraved in my soul
A calling of the light towards the unending darkness

Not a word spoken,
Nor a story told,
Darkness a word,
Silhouette an end...

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

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Kissing the angel of death

Defying what I got I got from life,

Defying what life got from me,

Those black wings are covering my soul,

Those dark eyes looking in mine,

Those cold lips curve up in smile,

Mysteriously filled with a sinister glimpse.

Yet it seemed worthwhile.

They reach for my face,

All I can do is lie motionless.

Just stare in darkness.

But with that I felt a wave of loss,

of my heart beat, blood and spirit.

As I got kissed by the angel of death

Inspired by Caffenist

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Crumpled page

An aspiring professional liar of truths—myself;

A fledgling poet—sits as the light dims

Thoughts flickering

Like flowers growing in proximity,

Perhaps like weeds that choked the other's light.

Why so serious?

Why so gloomy?

A question which light asks;

Why everything so deep?

And why is everyone into it?

Lighten up a bit...

The blue light would soon fade,

Rise up your chin,

To pride

To love

To hate..

Why so many thoughts?

Why so many words?

Why so many reasons?

Does all this give security?

Does all this make it right?

So many words so many feelings,

and yes so much crap!!

None of it is real

None of it brings joy.

The lines are flat upon the crumpled page,

The darkness is arising...

Light is fading...

As I write

I loose the demons in my head,

Delaying them,

Just letting the light take over,

Me and my existence...

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

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I fade away

 A thought, a dream
My name, a word
Just another line
Fading...

No one would notice
As everything I feel fades away

Confused, yet smiling
Falling, yet surviving
Distorted, yet thumping
Fading so slowly...

With the rising sun
A new day would start
as I fade away.....

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

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I Am

I'm the whisper without meaning, the promise that isn't worth keeping;
I'm a tear without weeping, a guardian whilst you are sleeping,
I'm the thorn without a rose, the invisible ink when writing prose,
I'm your little albatross - I'm the best friend you chose.

I'm a poison without an antidote, I'm a lost preacher without any hope;
I'm a noose without rope, I'm the medication to help you cope,
I'm your melody without sound, I'm an unclaimed item in your lost & found,
I'm your unapparent sweetheart - to which you are bound.

I'm perfume without a smell, I'm your turtle without the shell;
I'm a voice outside your mind, I'm fire without the hell,
I'm beauty without appeal, I'm make-believe without being surreal,
I'm the one you lost - but I'm the peace you feel.

I am what i am
Ubeee

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Makes You Wanna Live

Some moments in life ... some things in life define you what is beauty ... and such moments really make u wanna live ... and one of the things which inspires is rain .... it is so beautiful ... and especially ... when u are going on a road its a little chilly... and its raining ... and even though somebody isn't there to wrap you in their arms ... this is still so beautiful ... and makes u wanna live again ... live for such moments live for a new begining ... live for everything there is to life, except for the thing which keeps you stalling which is love .....

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We Are Still Together

Time.
How it goes by so quickly.
But look at us now,
Standing together,
Like nothing has changed.

Touch my hand,
Does it feel warm?
Feel my heart,
Does it still beat?

Your hair is still blonde,
Your eyes still black.
Are my eyes still brown
That captivated you years before?

Still
My heart beats for you.
My hands start to shake.
My body starts to break,
But nothing ever is broken.

Still
I touch your smile,
Make dewdrops
Out of teardrops
And hold you close,
Never to let go.

Still
I love you…
Always.

Do you see the stars
Fly through the sky?
Do you feel the fire
That burns behind my eyes?
The sun is still young,
And the world doesn’t turn
Because you’re always here,
By my side.

Do you feel it?
Do you see it?
Still, I…

Still
My heart beats for you.
My hands start to shake.
My body starts to break,
But nothing ever is broken.

Still
I touch your smile,
Make dewdrops
Out of teardrops
And hold you close,
Never to let go.

Still
I love you…
Always.

Nothing needs to be said.
You look at me,
I look at you,
And we’re both saying the same thing.
Without words,
Our hearts communicate as one,
Souls mingling,
Hands adjoined,
Standing together as one.
Just as it has always been…
And still…

Still,
You are my only.
Holding me captive
In your starlit smile.
Still,
Your hands touch mine,
Still,
You are here,
And we will never part.
Your wings are always spread,
Surrounding me,
And my arms are always round you,
Protecting you,
Protecting you from all harm.
Let us dream…
Let us dream together still.
Let us rise to the heavens,
Just like we always have…
Just like we always will…
Still…

Still
My heart beats for you.
My hands start to shake.
My body starts to break,
But nothing ever is broken.

Still
I touch your smile,
Make dewdrops
Out of teardrops
And hold you close,
Never to let go.

Still
I love you…
Always.

Still….
I love you….
I will always love you…
…Always…


Still....
WE ARE TOGETHER....
WE ARE STILL TOGETHER.....
.....and will always will be....

Still...
Hope survives....
AS I WAKE UP FROM THIS DREAM OF MINE

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Me, Myself and I

My little private mind,
I'd always keep on to my own.
Holding on to myself,
Reaching not to anyone.

Screams no more,
Just sulk within the sullen face.
The growing cold within,
Surrounds the mind, changing every little thing.

No more S.O.S,
No more asking for help.

Even if you're gone,
Away from my disgusting self,
There's always one thing I'd have on my own;
Me, myself and I.

All three of them,
Are the only key to my secured mind.
The only ones who can understand it.

Yeah, I still have me, myself and I.

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Happy Birthday - 1

Well, birthdays are merely symbolic of how another year has gone by and how little we've grown. No matter how desperate we are that someday a better self will emerge, with each flicker of the candles on the cake, we know it's not to be, that for the rest of our sad, wretched pathetic lives, this is who we are to the bitter end. Inevitably, irrevocably; happy birthday? No such thing.

But Still today is my day !!

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I am what i am

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As our Past Reflects

As the time burned, as we grew old, we lost our innocence, we lost our cuteness, we lost the smile which used to be full of life, we lost the glow in our eyes... yet the thing which still remains is the Reflection Of Our Past....

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