Showing posts with label night shoot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label night shoot. Show all posts
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Sunday, December 19, 2010
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
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
09 - Ignition
You ignited a fire in my heart,
And all I want is you to put me on fire,
I'll ignite the fire,
So come put me on fire,
As I give myself up,
To burn, like a savage,
And to die like a coward...
© 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
Saturday, December 18, 2010
Put me on fire
This is nothing but a nightmare,
This pain just doesn't fade away,
Why I still can not see clear,
Why it feels like, I ain't ever coming back.
Look at what you all did to me,
Putting me on fire,
Satisfying your desire,
Burning every bit of me.
Yet I survived,
Now put me on fire again,
Burn my existence,
my soul,
burn till my heart beat,
stop beating,
stop singing,
stop remembering,
what it meant to live.
Come put me on fire,
as I give my self up,
to burn, like a savage.
So many flashbacks,
ain't that a bitch,
So just allow me
to close my eyes
as you all put me on fire...
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
La Fontaine Ardente
The winter fire,
Give rise to my desire,
Causing ecstatic pain,
which only raises flame.
Yet I sit in front of
This Pure Burning Fountain
nothing but to profane
La Fontaine Ardente
Give rise to my desire,
Causing ecstatic pain,
which only raises flame.
Yet I sit in front of
This Pure Burning Fountain
nothing but to profane
La Fontaine Ardente
© Ubaid Ullah Ahmed
