Showing posts with label collaboration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label collaboration. Show all posts

Thursday, August 4, 2011

The proposal


Forever and always,
I will stand with you,
against them all,
I can not make the pain go away,
But I can make it easier.

I can tell each color,
That reflects in your eyes.
And each muscle that moves,
when you smile.

There can be no one
better then me
in your life

So lemme hold you
and make you mine


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Friday, July 15, 2011

Little heart



A thousand sighs
One little heart
Shaken but unbroken


Sunday, December 19, 2010

19 - Let it go



Letting it go,
Am letting it go,
As I close my eyes,
Everything fades away.

I fade away,
Your memories fade away,
I destined to die...

Born in darkness, then bathed in light,
Just to be a part of the coldness around,
Peace at last, as I let go...

I... let... it... happen...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

18 - Royalty


I feel cold in this desperation,
Remembering all the sadness,
and the frustration...
Trying to let it go...

Burning your memories,
Burning the royalty of your love...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

17 - Time


The calendar just starts to peel away. With every rip and tare there is already a fractured memory. And I wait... Wait for a soothing moment to heal from these un organized scars...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

16 - She fell in love


Skin as soft as velvet and lips as red as a blooming rose. Her voice sweet as a bird singing in the rain. Confident, with an aim in her mind, to actually be someone, to fulfill the expectations of all the people who cared. But then, she too fell in love...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

15 - Symbolized


I wish I was not symbolized like a silver coin, which takes ages to melt away while enduring the heat of the coals.
I wish I would have been like a paper which burns away in a snap of an eye...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

13 - Inhale



Slowly burning away,
I exhale my pain,
ssshhh!
I Inhale to die another day...

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

12 - The Doll


The doll, I remember... My new love... How easy it was to get over things in the past.We changed our dolls like changing our clothes... We forgot love, like we used to forget eating a candy to get one more. Childhood, I wish it'd come back...

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

11 - Recognition


"We are just shadows
Crawling through this micro alley
But I am hungry for your love
And I am starving for a better time
But that’s all we got here
That’s all we know
That’s all we’ve become
Our recognition"

- Sushi shu

Memories when take over create magic... The pure kind of magic...

10 - Purity


It started of small,
Now it'll burn your whole world,
My love would make you mine.

Forever we'll burn in this fire,
Fire of love,
The one which cannot be extinguished.

DAMN! I loved you so much, the fire as it rises reminds me of you... Reminds me of our love.

HOT, HAPPENING & PURE...


 © Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

08 - Love you more


Love is weird, weird indeed. I cling, I hurt, I scream just because of it.

Somehow the more you, put me through,
The more it makes me want to come back to you,
The more I try to push it away,
The more it makes me addicted of you,
I say that I hate you,
But I know the intensity of pain,
It just makes me love you more.
I scream, I cling...
I know it's sad but it's making me happy...


 © Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

07 - Romance


I sit in my corner and remember the time when we used to burn candles, as we stared in each other’s eye for hours and hours.

Let’s not waste the night
I lit up these candles for you
The candles of our love
Timeless,
Precious,
And the ones which won't melt
Like the candles usually do...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

03 - Mr. Snuggums



My bear!! I so loved him, got him with a box of chocolate. He was my life, at that time he was my best friend who understood even the words I spoke in my childish language. But the thing I wish I didn't learned I did from him... the four little letters which my mom used to explain to me L.O.V.E... And then it all started...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

02 - Youth



I remember when I was young; the world was so beautiful... The time when Shooting stars broke her heart, sunset made her cry. Innocent as a baby cuddling up in her mother’s arm. Suppressed by her childish fear, yet the purity in her soul gave her strength to go miles alone. Kindness her virtue, truth her existence. Her eyes like sunset, waiting to kill the darkness with the shining light beneath their innocence. The time when the only thing I thought was of getting a new bag, new toys, a white teddy bear which I could hug.

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

01 - Help


I remember when I was young; the world was so beautiful... The time when Shooting stars broke her heart, sunset made her cry. Innocent as a baby cuddling up in her mother’s arm. Suppressed by her childish fear, yet the purity in her soul gave her strength to go miles alone. Kindness her virtue, truth her existence. Her eyes like sunset, waiting to kill the darkness with the shining light beneath their innocence. The time when the only thing I thought was of getting a new bag, new toys, a white teddy bear which I could hug.

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Burned - To Ashes


Incinerated to an extent where the only thing which remains is the ashes; of me! Ashes of our love...

You burnt my heart, you burnt my soul, took away the desire to live; will to breathe and as every day the night grows closer I burn to the extent that I remain no more...


Concept by Ubaid Ullah Ahmed & Fatima Masud

Monday, December 13, 2010

The Color of hatred



Rang birangi duniya hai
Aur rang birange hain phool
Nafrat ka koi rung nahi hota
Agar sab jayen uss ko bhool.

© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed & Purple

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Love on her arms


Khudaya vey
Ishq hai kaisa yeh ajeeb
Dil kay kareeb laaya
Dil ka naseeb rey

Khudaya vey
How weird is the word love
We keep it in our heart
We desire our soul to diminish for it

Khudaya vey
How weird is the word love
We do stupid things for our loved ones
Writing their name on our hands
Desiring them to embrace us

And In the end they have to fall,
They have to find their faces among the ashes...
Ashes of hatred
Life of love
and
Just a name engraved
as Love on her arms


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed

Friday, November 19, 2010

My name on her arms


She wrote my name on her arms...
Not by knife
Not by blade
But pouring the color of hennah all the way...

To write my name for her was a way,
She understands me, was all she wanted to say...

To say that
As she wanders of into the distance
She expects me to always find her.

To write my name on her amrs,
Is for me to know that she is fragile
That one day she'll fall, and if she does
She expects me to heal her aching wounds...

To write my name on her arms,
A way to tell, that she wants me there.
For me to know that I should hold her closely,
To touch her innocent soul with my warm heart...

To write my name on her arms,
Is a signal for me to gaze into her deep eyes
And say the three words
That will incapuslate her all
As her touch melds into my embrace
Giving me the respect and love
To write my name on her heart
Forever, and ever and ever...


© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed