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The document contains poems and reflections on spiritual and philosophical topics like the nature of God/Allah, humanity, life, death, and repentance. It explores complex concepts like time, existence, and the relationship between creator and creation. The writing shifts between praising God and questioning one's understanding. Overall it discusses profound ideas around theology and the human condition.

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Crying Corvus & Jive Jay Haroon Rashid Chaudhry, Faculty of Veterinary Science, The Islamia University of Bahawalpur Alias, Drifter, Bhuleya and Almajhol & Hina Haroon, University Model School, The Islamia University of Bahawalpur, Pakistan
Allah ho wahad al wajood Allah ho qule mojood Allah ho ma fi majood Allah ho ghaib Allah ho hazir Allah ho hakim ud duniya Allaho hakim ud qulo mojood Allah ho hakim u qulo mafi majood Allaho hakim qulo maloom Allah ho hakim qulo mafi maloom Allah ho shaib Allah ho akbar Kabeera La shib ha laho La nida laho Ana maafi maloom Wain antey shaib Astaghfirullah
We a race bound by time Thou art unique and sublime In our second, you live for eons of order Kun fa ya kun, is the decree your order Let be Thou sayeth, it is done, For it is Your command and order In our centuries, life is made and beckond For Thou it is a mere fade and a second What powers Thou posses Time for you is slave and in recess Ever living from us millions of parsecs away Your orders true to spirit, everything has to obey Divine presence in us and in our every element In me, you, him, her and even in Avery and clement Distance for you is a mere servant Electrons to parsecs, phonons tos photons Thou need not press, any useless buttons near or far, to you its no bar none like you, none at par eons of life in a second, living divine even is quark parsecs of distance away, living sublime in light and dark In your vision, everything is alive Living, dead, rotting and even the stones In your thought, life is being jive Even the buried rotting leaves and bones drifter can not praise you, for drifter knows only how to bark This is my only chirp, I could never be unique like a skylark Allah, grant us all in your treasures Holy and blessed, what you keepeth Good and blessed, what you maketh Allah, grant us protection, from your treasures Unholy and cursed, what you keepeth Vile and bad, what you maketh Allah, praise unto You, You are our creator Allah, grant us the wisdom, to worship you, our maker Allah, grant us the power, to nurture love for Thou Allah grant us wisdom, to submit to your commands Allah grant us the strength, to fulfill your demands First dawn of April, reminds me of Your majesty drifter is but a holy clown, ever more thirsty
Hey drifter, you know nothing and nothing of Me I am and I am not, to be or not to be from this thought, I am eternal and free I decree, kun fa ya kun, and I dont decree Do you think, I decree kun fa ya kun in time like me, my decree is free from time kun fa ya kun does is not need time for me and my decree, understanding for you is crime kun fa ya kun does not need time and space it is not a fashion, not a race it is holy, as holy is my grace kun fa ya kun is the lord of time and space I, me and myself, drifter your wisdom can not embrace Man is even then my best creation, my race ponder in your self, dont ponder in my grace you will find the answer to questions you face for you I made many masters to serve money, you invented god for yourself to serve society, is a picture of myself, in accord to your deserve true masters for you are time and space, to me they serve kun fa ya kun is my decree of the many I invented the others from your thought, may be I prevented you are a novice, your thoughts vague and perverted drifter, you are a beggar, loser, and a person demented Hey drifter, you know nothing and nothing of Me I am and I am not, to be or not to be from this thought, I am eternal and free I decree, kun fa ya kun, and I dont decree ponder in yourself, dont ponder in me for you will get lost in me drifter 05/04/2019
We a race bound by time Thou art unique and sublime In our second, you live for eons of order Kun fa ya kun, is the decree your order Let be Thou sayeth, it is done, For it is Your command and order In our centuries, life is made and beckond For Thou it is a mere fade and a second What powers Thou posses Time for you is slave and in recess Ever living from us millions of parsecs away Your orders true to spirit, everything has to obey Divine presence in us and in our every element In me, you, him, her and even in Avery and clement Distance for you is a mere servant Electrons to parsecs, phonons tos photons Thou need not press, any useless buttons near or far, to you its no bar none like you, none at par eons of life in a second, living divine even is quark parsecs of distance away, living sublime in light and dark In your vision, everything is alive Living, dead, rotting and even the stones In your thought, life is being jive Even the buried rotting leaves and bones drifter can not praise you, for drifter knows only how to bark This is my only chirp, I could never be unique like a skylark Allah, grant us all in your treasures Holy and blessed, what you keepeth Good and blessed, what you maketh Allah, grant us protection, from your treasures Unholy and cursed, what you keepeth Vile and bad, what you maketh Allah, praise unto You, You are our creator Allah, grant us the wisdom, to worship you, our maker Allah, grant us the power, to nurture love for Thou Allah grant us wisdom, to submit to your commands Allah grant us the strength, to fulfill your demands First dawn of April, reminds me of Your majesty drifter is but a holy clown, ever more thirsty
Allah tatghau fil mezzan I, be to fail on and on Probably that is my destiny To be full of blasphemy To be vile and abusive Stick to evil like an adhesive My name begins with har Failing every deed, never at par Excellence in evil and vile I am a rotten of the rotting pile Allah tatghau fil mezzan Shun to hearth, from dusk to dawn I cried, in repentance, but in vain Allah had decreed me, but a bane My faith, my supplication, my curse All in vain, because all a lie, For I am a disposable, faithless burse And I am bound to live a lie
Understand the difference Read a historical inference When you let go of knowledge You stand on destruction’s edge See what you did You stopped learning, knowledge you forbid Now those who wore rags and thongs To them, knowledge now belongs You were wearing then probes and gowns Now your kind behave like clowns Then, knowledge was in your servitude Now, you live in a place dark and destitute
What is a human, a life of century A disease on this heavenly sanctuary A tale of struggle and hard work A thought of fears that out there lurk A fight for lifetime for his siblings A fight to conquer diseases and ill feelings A light for the ones stuck in darkness A tower to build a many a tall buildings A thought to turn everything into tools A beacon to educate younglings and fools A courage to fight for his thought A scourge to put forward his scourge A famine to eat all and everything A prayer to gather his makers blessing A preacher to give strength to fear of beyond A healer to cure the needs of patients and wound A darkness to might every one for himself A bain to hunt like and live alone for himself A leader to direct the likes for a gathering A prophet to light the way for the best for society A lifetime of punishment for his crime A lifetime to die for every dime A speck, a ripple, a bubble in endless time What is human, a life of century A disease on this heavenly sanctuary A friend to the society in his keep A foe to the society from which he creeps A lifetime of test from his maker, Allah A struggle to please his maker, Allah A tear drop of the old and grey repenter A bubble of bread, in the bread of his baker A shreak of yet born child, a tearless cry A continous struggle to please, try and try What is human, a life of century A disease on this heavenly sanctuary
How easy would it be If sins were made of sand Spread in air, with a kick In righteous, we again blend How easy would it be If sorrows were made of clay Re mould with a little water And be happy and gay How easy would it be If repentance was engraved In stone, laced with gold and silver Shine bright in the end On judgement day How easy would it be If happiness was written bright Like the sun nourishes with light Every one would smile and be jive How easy would it be If pain was written on water Throw a stone and ripple to end One would roam free Allah please pay heed to me
Allah-A figmentof Surah Ikhlaas Surviving alone and yet standing tall This world but a dirty rotten ball Humanitysince eons taking the fall Yet I survive and stand tall Nurturing every life my creation Yet each one giving a negative suggestion Not a sibling borne to me in fashion Yet I overlook everyone in my mansion I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse Iam filled,The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’tstand a day and stand alone as One This idea I summoned to create and recreate But was alone and knew well of the creations fate I have no one to be with when I am on a date I stand alone The Almighty One live forever my fate As I cry for the decay in my creation As I deny the weakness ofmy generation As they divide under my rule into manya nation As I feed them nurture them of my donation, I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse Iam filled,The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’tstand a day and stand alone as One
To Hina Haroon, A letter of love, in sanity I could never earn for you vanity I love you, for my love is deep Every muslim loves his keep I dont understand why i should Celebrate womens day, why we should Our prophet laid down rules and rules Our Allah put a lot of verse of rules For the females, muslimaat Why we would not follow those rules Why we follow the white men, fools Who would not be good to females Not a century ago, they were bully males A century later they are running after she males A womans day by the ones who dared lesbos A womans day by ones dared gay and dodos Muslims, oh muslims, where oft thou heading Your religion is but only true, bread and bedding
Dear diary, please record my repentance I can not carry on the burden of penance Dear dad, i am sorry, i was a fool On every evil sin i would easily drool Dear dad, i was young and vile My hormonal was upset and fragile I was never a good healer, never agile I could never have promised Aimna For her condition was frail and fragile I could never cure despite all the care Your disease would always end up a flare Dear dadi, i am sorry, i could not save Your son, i loved him but i would not behave Dear Love, your name was love and romance I could never care for you, a lost dance Even a little help from france I could never as a doctor, prance Dear diary, i lost a lot, i lost my self In hoping to become a son made by self
We are the last true divergent Our elders believed and were convergent We are emotional and angry Some rich others resorted to beggary We have emotions and are volatile Even the trait was observed in our juvenile We conquered from euphrates to nile And developed a way to memory file We killed even our leaders family And claimed the wrong was done by his family We have killed sons and fathers for the throne Yet we struggled against every tyrant and firyon We daily recite our holy book, which we adorn Yet we will not follow it, for that we were not born
Bholey, bhuleya, bhuley shah Rukna tera waqar nai, tu chalda ja Sunana tera kum nai, tu bolda ja Soona tera kum nai, tu jaggi ja Kamana tera kum nai, tu mangi ja Soochna tera kum nai, tu rooai ja Khana tera kum nai, tu phaki ja Zindangi tera kum nai, tu wandi ja Khuda tera koi nai, tu Allah nu milli ja Terey naal koi nai, tu rub nu manai ja
Dear Facebook, my dear diary at large How big you have become, a sturdy, study barge I am facebook philosopher, a facebook literatti Could not understand knowledge, an unknotted tie I am confused, I am passionate for beauty I make for myself a ugly, muggly, thoughtful diety I find beauty in my creation, life or stony Fast myself to death, till am thin and bony I make a god for the things I can not understand I make it with soil and with my bare hand Worship my god, my creation, till I die Insane with emotions and thought, I cheat and lie From soil and dirt, I concoct my hearth And spread false notions and burn incense I worship my creations while I jot in my innocence Times have changed, my creations have matured From earthy dolls to a digital multimedia have we lured Sitting idle listening to unsung songs I write and sing I have made an intelligent computer, with which I bling Gave it the shape of life like human being Now I fear, I will start my worship for this silicone being Human beings are silly and they make silly things They create things, tell stories, and worship their tools I, humanity wish they don’t put our character cause we are fools If we do the cycle will repeat and our creation with create their gods As we might have perished, to creating and self praising frauds
Oh, Allah, the One I can not even think You are always available, even when I blink Oh, Allah, the One I can not comprehend Every rule of my life, You can easily bend Oh, Allah, the One I can not even see From your thought, shaitaan from me flee Oh, Allah, the One, the ruler of universe I can only praise you, if I find my verse Oh, Allah, Immense, and Omnipresent Please be my guide, for future, past and present Oh, Allah, My Maker, and of universe and Time Please forgive me, for you are Unique and Sublime Oh, Allah, what if Time was only an illusion If Present, future and past existed together, my confusion Oh, Allah, what if Human society was a mere delusion If dead, living, and yet born all existed together, my confusion Oh, Allah, what if Life was a mere existence in your illusion And we all existing and living a dream in your sublime confusion Oh, Allah, what if I was born, lived and died in vain I can not loose like that, I can not live and die such pain My life and existence can not be a source of pain and bane Oh, Allah, please forgive me before I curse and bain Oh, Allah, Please light my path, light my existence Because in Thine name I find my persistence
Mother Rupee In my teens living in dee yester years pass on like a busy bee grown up and had children had a husband upset my dee narcotics in veins and hunger in my dee reigns a mother of three praying for never to be oh you stealthy mother rupee why would not you visit my dee atlast i rest my siblings free can you guess how cruel a mother can be oh lorn you mother rupee why dont you visit my dee Sorry Allah, i have sinned, i have bragged satan in my heart i have always dragged i had sold my soul to the evil,devil inside i have always lived with devil, evil beside i am a rotten apple whom fell from thine grace i dont know on judgement day, how thine will i face i am the worst of pharoahs, sinner to the bone i dont know, how my children live, they are my clone Abu lahab is a sibbling, feeble for the likes of me i know my secrets, evil resides in me i bossom is fllled with the evil within yet i live, laughing, eating and breathin life was hard, so was the society devil nurtured within me with paucity O Allah, putrid, foul, evil and devilish, i may be i submit to you and muhammad, please let me be the torch bearer of purity, buy my soul back cause and effect is a beauty, in evil i dont want to slack I ask redemption for the life ahead by thine i want to be lead please forgive me and let me be "Aye "ALLAH PAK" "Hum kamzor hen, "TU" taqat wala hai, "Hum aajizhen, "TU" be niyaz hai, "Ay"ALLAH KAREEM"! "Hum Mangtayhen, "TU" Deta hai, "Hum mujrim hen, "TU" Shahensha hai, "Tuje" TERI Shan-e-Rahemi-O-kareemika waasta, "Hum sab pe karam farma, "Q k hum sab kisi imtihan,
"Or "Azmaish k qabil nahi hen, "Ay"ALLAH PAK " ! "TU" Muaf karne wala hai "Or "Mafi ko pasand karta hai "Hamen b Muaf farma, DUA he k ALLAH PAK apko apni panah mn rakhhey AAMEEN. I can beg i can frown In my desolution i drown I can sing an unsung song Be manly afraid yet king kong I can travel distances long Sing a lullaby ringing ding dong I am a simpleton everyone frown And behave and be a horrible clown I can just do it Be like what i befit I can write a tale of smite Yet be a dangerous in my might As humble as a feather As the times roll and tether I can stroll a jog And blemish a blog I am human at war In my destiny to shine like a star Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle Thou, your servant and our maker With this I announce Allah our maker Thou giveth direction to the world Animals, man, insects and every bird Equality, harmony and beneficience Conqueror of makkah, we salute thee in silence Peace be upon you from all muslims Till death overtake us, till we lay down in muslins We shout, we rebound, we cry, we try Heavenly salutation unto you, till we die Thou showed us the color of Allah, our God While breaking all statues, end satanic fraud I am blemished, I am not pure To my insanity there is no cure Satan has captured me in his lure Sin I will, I am human, that's for sure Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle
Please forgive me, I am a sinner Dressed in platter to Satan's dinner Don't let that happen don't let it be For me please say, I am forgiven, let be let the drums roll let the sirens blow let your courage flow let your sword draw let the sweat run let the heartbeats churn let the blood run let your ego burn Allah's country needs you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you let your anger feed let your blood breed let your faith guide you let your emotions glide you Allah's folk need you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you let fire answer pagans let fierce slay the heathens let faith answer the faithless let brave blow the heartless Allah's country needs you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you charge up against the spineless gather courage against the heartless stand up against the heathens stand up against the pagans Allah's country needs you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you
all soldiers, gather your horses unite as one all your forces horses that gallop in the night on them ridding fiery, bloody knight all soldiers, gather your swords unite as one all your forces swords that cut deep through steel held by soldiers, tall, strong, head to heel all soldiers, gather your arrows get out of your heavenly burrows bows which dont fail, arrow not too frail gather all the fire in your heart, make the enemy, look yellow and pale all soldiers, gather your ammos, and fire the need for your courage and ferocity is in desire your country needs you, war in hour dire we all need your bravery, strength and fire fear not the pagans, the disbelievers its your duty to fight for your God, Allah Superior Allah will carve your passion, into strength Allah will drive fear into pagans and heathens all soldiers, gather your pails of helmet i am old, but give you my advice and increment i am bold, yield for you sons and daughters who will fight beside you in weather inclement why we starved, to make the weapon this is the time to ready the bomb, now we beckon we will not die in vain, we will live forever your name will be laced in golden frame forever Allah is only eternal, everyone will perish Allah loves them, for Allah, who perish all soldiers, gather your horses in Allah name unite as one, all your forces look yonder, life in peril, drifter have ponder, a life of pearl, drifter bholey, loss of memory is a blessing a curse is the love for eternal life Allah is the only eternal force His words, work like a divine forge kun fa ya kun, let it be can only be undone by HE bholey, loss of time is no crime loss of honor, is a lost dime loss of dear, is a call of Sublime nobody is eternal, human eternity, a crime drifter can you focus the sky can you dare to fly look deep in your thought nature can be cruel and sly bholey, what are you thinking
every thought diminishes as you are blinking look yonder, life in peril, drifter pray for forgiveness, while you drifting Oh Allah, are we dreaming, or alive are we all happy and jive are we all living in a bee hive do the same answer, the religions five is it your computer simulation are we living in your infatuation is it a great game of eternal confusion or i am thinking odd, do i have a concussion after death, we will start living again and again you given this briefing judgment on this mode of sleeping this dream is a live video streaming as i am sleepless in this dream today i have forgotten of my sins of yesterday i have no notion of what comes morrow day i have not seen in my dream a better day Oh Allah, i think of a unholy notion after drinking caffeinated water and my concoction i think only Allah, Thou art physical and real we are a computer simulation, untruly and unreal playing, computing, virtual in our virtual existence we desperately need your divine presence please forgive all and sundry, in this dream before you toll the eternal scream Pardon me, Haroon You are not worthy I am your conscience speaking you can not question Allah, You are not worthy you have lied, you need a serious debeaking Pardon me, Haroon You are not worthy you have sinned and been unholy you had paid not fucked Polly you have betrayed, young and old unwisely Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You have drank unholy water, profusely You have smoked your life, unwisely You have been an addict, been vile and weasely Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You have betrayed your elders you have sat with Akbar and welders you let die in pain, your elder zelda Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You ate too much for too long, showing gluttony You were acting as pharoah, pride to stride You had your hormones, sexy and lusty Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy sombring on the bed, sloth to the bone every shinning star of humanity, you showed envy to every holy notion, you showed your wrath Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy greedy and notorious, you have been impure to every evil habit you have been in lure
to your sins, you can not find cure Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You can not question Allah, You are not worthy You can not judge Allah, You are not worthy Surely Allah will forgive you, trully but i will never forgive you, i will be your bully Dear Allah, I have a question to ask as in the dark room, i somber, i bask my wife tells me, turn of the light and then do whatever you want Dear Allah, I have a question to ask I can not even stay awake when i want I have no command, no power, to haunt i have no will, no destiny, except what you want Dear Allah, I have a question to ask how can you fill the space of the universe how do i think how do i put my verse how can you fill the space of the tiniest creature from light years to mere micrometers how do you control them, i am still in the dark Dear Allah, I have a question to ask billions of years of life here, encompass thousands of years, humans traversing the pass its been a mere second, to write my class how can you control time, past and yet to pass Dear Allah, I have a question to ask if this be your universe, both big and small have you made other universes, like a ball how do you put your command, for all how do you control, all together, on your call Dear Allah, I have a question to ask I am made of carbon, like the life alike have you made other forms, life belike how do you mould your laws, how do you strike are there other laws, forms of ours, belike Dear Allah, I have a question to ask Miles of land thou created miles of graves now belated billions of life thou created billions of them now belated fathoms of seas thou created many a drown the ill fated trillions of star thou created some near some far, only thine elavated light years of distance, thou created universe among multiverse, thou created tiniest organisms, thou created yet life among them, very detailed and to fill that space and time your presence much needed I am lost, in verse and verb i am lost, in journey and curve I cried a lonesome tear now in my knowledge the existence
billions of years, you awaited for every creature to shed THE TEAR to prostray to you, to hold YOU DEAR Life to me has lost its meaning my senses in your grandeur, wanning Allah, help us, nurture us forgive us, we hold you dear I have a reason, unknown i have a passion, forgotten life is precious, unblemished preserve genome, furnished humans at war, with nature humans are hungry, jittery denture humans are angry, betray and forgetful humans are agile, kill and boastful Nature is in beauty of the Lord it is a tightly knit cord Nature is passion of the Lord Human is denaturing and is bored A poison can turn to medicine A killer can be pacified A danger can lurk and benefit so a human can be pacified On this thought i close the night try to become morrow a shinning knight to turn this world, thought still abright i have a reason, unknown, to shine bright in this evil, blemished dark night Haroon is my name Idling is my game Almighty when yo refrain I could never explain I am a sinner I am a passion I am Satan's dinner Always outta fashion Haroon is my name Never let in the fame Excuses I make but lame Never understand the game Like the batman's bane I lost my line and lane Haroon is my name Thinking to flirt a dame Thinking why I came To this world so tame
A palette full of colors A ballet of dancers A child messing with colors A singer sings a melody A monk charmsaway A holy man recites to keep Evil and darkness abay The child sees bright and gay The youth in itslust drift away The decadespass with no notion The colors cherished with devotion As the child grows old and grey The colors dim to the shadesof dark and grey Like the night full of stars Memories shine in the colors dark There is no color like the color of Almight Old man tries to color himselfbright In the same colors as of God The brightest colors are the colors of the lord Allah-A figment of Surah Ikhlaas Surviving alone and yet standing tall This world but a dirty rotten ball Humanity since eons taking the fall Yet I survive and stand tall Nurturing every life my creation Yet each one giving a negative suggestion Not a sibling borne to me in fashion Yet I overlook everyone in my mansion I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse I am filled, The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’t stand a day and stand alone as One This idea I summoned to create and recreate But was alone and knew well of the creations fate I have no one to be with when I am on a date I stand alone The Almighty One live forever my fate As I cry for the decay in my creation As I deny the weakness of my generation As they divide under my rule into many a nation As I feed them nurture them of my donation, I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse I am filled, The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’t stand a day and stand alone as One
The unknown human A mind set of emotions beastly A hand set on dinner off feastly A salary of a few dimes measly A hidden notion of richness misty I am the unknown human I am a pain to the ones called man I have a notion to walk with cane Since greatness is to me bane I am a man with a reputation lame I am hungry for nasty fame All I got was a cool and beautiful dame A a pair of sons to give them my name Lying down on the bed feeling insane I lived my youth likes of cain Beating with sticks my faithful great dane Now my evil lies hidden behind my mane
What did I do wrong, it was written by YOU even before I was born, my destiny fromYOU I was corrupted, I was vile to the bone what did I do wrong, it was written by YOU in the loh and qalam, Slate and chalk belonged to YOU what did I do wrong, it was written by YOU if I had not done, all the evil I gathered I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not defied my parents, if had been a humble and a good servant I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not defied my family if I had been a good son, brother and a parent I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not sold my soul to the devil if I had been a pious, like the white pheasnat I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not gotten drunk if I had not yanked, sinned and fornicated I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not defied YOU, made other gods spell evil for Thine chosen ones I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not stolen and robbed if I had not been fraudulent, lied and never repented I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU Now aged and grey, I seek Your forgiveness but I dont apologize, I dont say sorry from my soul I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU
The insignificant Man Six foot tall and ready to fight To remedy his earthly thought and plight Drinking wine and having caviar as diet To the unique gold he gives a bite Well where he stands in front of Al might Striving for richness with all his might Living bacteria in his gut, size of a micron Insignificant in his face living in his feces brown An upset of bowel and the human gives a frown Allah Al might never in hunger leave both to drown Yonder in the dark starry night Stands tall a star million miles but to human a pinch of light Yet insignificant is the human in its daze and bright Not even the size of a dust mite Allah governs all far, near, big and small His laws govern all as he stands tall
A notion called life Without a pinch of spice A notion called manhood A testes driven mardood A notion called wife Dash of red chillies and spice A notion called child Bewildered, joy and cried A notion called parent Shouting, beating and repent A notion called house Made after caressing the blouse A notion called home Yelling, screaming, yet gold and chrome A notion called office I am lost thats suffice A notion called grave Keep your head up and be brave A notion called god Every human has made his own fraud A notion called money Lost after marrying a honey Nation without a notion Nationals withouta nation Humans who knowethnot humane Animals which die of extinction Christ hanged and left to bane Movement whichknoweth no friction Kings and queen and a beautiful dane Poorleft to hunger and withoutsalvation Humans born to be sons of caine Blinded by rage and aggravation Humans make excuses lame Humanity lost to deprivation Nationals withouta nation Nation without a notion
Human the great sociopath Toys, love, later money, Ending note on Gods path After breeding through his honey Human the greatest chromophile Colors of womb, and when they befile Colors of toys, shinning and bright Colors of love, for which they fight Color of money, dollars and dime For all these he will, live life of crime All that runs in his vein Old and grey, he lives in vain Turns to colors of Almight From darkness of his grave, A fright I DONT APOLOGIZE every human i meet astray and inbound talking, hunting them like a hound hand in hand i ask of them forgiveness taking nonesense in my bleakness every other day or two i talk to god telling him of my clamity and my odd i ask him for forgiveness and his blessing in my bleakness i think its enough dressing the matter of the fact stay tall and erect i dont apologize, in my heart rebellion i but select Life id but a dream of the maker he is sleeping and we are figment of his imagination we could be superman playing the laker he is sleeping and in his dream a lot of infatuation life is like a roller coaster, having highs and lows in our misery and happiness a pilgrim only bows i am not satisfied with my life, strife and wife they have have all been cutting me like a knife i may not be your superman, i am not an ocean i may not be a soldier, but i want to fight my fight i am not happy, i am in great remorse i dont want to be another wave of the ocean i dont like my life and the path and its course I want to say sorry to you and the whole world but i dont want to apologize from my heart i am not a soldier, but i want to fight back
HOUSE OF HEARTS i am an artist for sale everything i write is pale regressed and depressed male i have scars and living tale where would be i without god atlast my dogma, wretched and odd i am a radio channel to fraud understood by my old and clod i have a frail heart toxic like simpson bart driving my self like a donkey cart spending thrifty in a shopping mart i have loud and husky bark standing tall like an old tree bark walking with shoulders lowered to earthy mark singing my song like a lark i am an emotional fool behaving calm and cool slowly eaten away by anger on every thought i drool i see black and white grey and silver plight ended all my fight i am not so bright God i have no notion why i am full of emotion why i drink my concoction i have a lack of drive and devotion
Thou granted us life Granted me a heavenlywife But you wrote, strife upon strife Thou wrote I be drunk In my youth, satanicjunk Sold my soul to satanic funk I did the same Peeped a dame Excuses lame If I hadn't done what you wrote If with my evil I had fought If sins I had not bought Your write would not have held true My life would not be a different brew I would not be part of the repentingcrew I held your write upright Otherwise your words be falsified In your write I am satisfied Allah these words were decade older My thoughtsnow are much bolder I ask repentance for my sin and sons I shed my tear, please clear my folder As years roll by As i listen to life And its holy lullaby As i live with my wife Life has been strife I cut my birthday cake With an unsharpened knife Eating unlevend bread, stove bake Lost in my self created solitude Center of stream could not protrude Swimming shore, half sun baked and nude I want status quo and shun a feud Allah my maker, my making was what reason I cant start a fight, stand a struggle, or do treason I am a sinner, poet on rebellion of all season I have but with Allah a weak link and softer liaison My maker please forgive me and my family Grant me health, wealth and prosperity Haroon Rashid Chaudhry What a blessing ignorance It one of a kind, in romance What a torture is awareness Of your consious, fearless Our sight, very limited With our tools, we are United We see, but a universe Large space for our awareness Allah we may only be a simulation
A dream, a thought, for your indulgence What if there are a universes As large as the number of stars People likes of us near and far Spaces farther than our universe Stars made of time or entity we know not of I have lost my senses and my verse May be life of entity we know not of May be you are infinity and beyond May be infinity is a slave in your bond Allah thou art the greatest None shaped like you so far None limitless like you so far None a prayer like you so far Eternity is ever ending in front of you Infinity has a mere second in front of you Space has no boundary, you are present everywhere Time is but a tool to age us, you are present Everytime Money is a boundary made by humanity to gauge a dime Needs are but a dough kneaded for life of your thought Death is a servant to end our exam, even death will die in your presence Allah, please help, I am lost in you Allah, please help, I am lost in you What you sow, so you shall reap every man, in his father's name, weap when his children, his shoulder reach he will hold his anger, in remorse, but preach life is made of the genome burried deep truth will come forward, bitter but creep as years roll by, hair turn to grey as humanity shifts power, old but bray youth has his colors of emotion filled with life and commotion old are left out and betrayed their emotions lost and slayed bhullay shah talks of ages old his preaching, words written in gold bhullay shah assi marna nai Allah you are a magician at work you will not allow for anyone to go bizzark Allah in repentance, i bow to your greatness i see myself, turn from a shinning star to bleakness Allah please protect your divine creation let them not make the same mistakes in succession Allah protect and nurture my home protect my line, Thou love us more than our mom Allah bless us wisdom, money and golden time bless us faith, save us from satan and his crime i know i was a sinner, my time was filled with unholy crimes
I call upon Your help, in despair, divine are your rhymes I dont want to reap what i had sowed i think, in front of you i have bowed i know you are near from your punishment i fear we are all sinners at large protect from satan make our homes, dont batan batir it into a Noah's barge Thou made human in the best of spirit Yet men resort to drink lots of spirit Since ages dark, he found lots of herbs To calm the senses in his long walk around curbs Life Thou made precious, left out the thought Human thought and thought but a lot In his thought he endeavered to search for his creator He thought of the Divine through his misfortune He thought out the world as we know it today He thought of Sunday, Saturday and than holy Friday Since human inception he concocted herbs of freedom To aid his thought and give flight to his freedom Ventured we have very far since days of dark Gave flight to our wisdom, which flies like a lark The herbs have been given a new command Using too much brain has caused a high demand We in centuries travelled only so far Created a doctor who lays down the bar What, which to take, how much to take Licensed doctor, give licensed drugs to take To take the drugs, with breads we bake The herbs still in Vogue in streets Humanity yearns to prescription herbs beats What sayeth thou of my romance I walk naked, without a penny I dance In your gratitude, I often prostrate In your absence, I feel betrayed Your wallet larger than the ocean of universe My cry a chirp, my romance fake, my write a verse Thou bestow us but a few drop on the roses Like the dew drop on wintery morning, in light roses I think you bestow all your wealth to but a few Filling their wallets, left alone with zilch more than a billion few Allah shrug off your anger and show your true benovelence Bless us as to your mightiness, forgive us, show patience For we are your creation, thou servants, in thick and thin Please forgive us, bless us, or else we will be thrown in a bin
Haroon Rashid Chaudhry 25 November at 09:59 · But Society does not forgiveth Nature does not forgiveth Distances encompassesyou Money circulates,imprison you Knowledge sets you free, Makes for you a virtual dee Needsmake a boundary All things name you Make you what you are Time healsno wounds It has no boundary It makes everythingwrought Time never forgives Oh Allah, I am but with you angry I have resorted to stay for you hungry Thou left the door of conscious ajar Its killing me, inside out, near and far Its been twenty long years since repentance Waiting, writing, living for your divine presence I pray you, beg you to close this door For I can become the same, for I am a boar Or open it wide, let my conscious stride So I can, for once, fight my battle, my last fight Oh Allah, I am in sorrow, in grief, for my plight My fate you wrote, my vile nature, let me see light My conscious is degrading me like potato blight I am sorry, I am angry, I can't take on this fight Oh Allah, with tears I take to this my solemn write I can not live in darkness, my evil nature, I can't fight Oh Allah, your omnipresence, your greatness, I am in fright With a tear of repentance, I talk to you, in truth I write I am lost, I am betrayed, for in my youth I did the same I Satan's host, I am dismayed, I and my family from my dame I ask your help, your presence, for wasted my life, I am dismayed PRAYER OF A Sinner III I see satan but from me he flee Standing alone I darkness, where I Be Saying curses to me out loud Disobeyed I but one command I never bowed To every call of Allah, you disobey and flee You don’t bow to Almighty Thee Your fate is worse than mine I curse you human, for a favor of time Evil uto ourselves we brought
Learned this lesson from the Philosophy I have bought In hell’s burning fire I will surely wrought Oh Almighty, but I ask a favor from Thee Sins of past, make those serpents flee I want my present serving your path to free Make me guide, of the purity May I die while serving your supreme deity I ask for repentance for my future The generation I rolled for their future to be Like the shinning stars of history May they cherish yourself in purity Stop you satan, you bowed but one less to humanity But, I ask my master for forgiveness in purity Satan Disobedience Satan you disobeyed to the Almighty After living millions of years in serenity You had the highest ranks among the angels Almighty had provided you with keys and bangles But you did not bow to humanity And now you live in darkness till eternity Humanity never saw the Almighty But they ask for repentance in problems and poverty Every patron of humanity saw the light And spent his life in Allah’s fright But you continued to lead the humans abay And promised to led thy followers astray One disobedience is what it takes Or the seer and the believer this is the difference Of the purity of souls of the believer is like the purity of the lakes And the disobedience of the seer has no deliverance Humans believe yet they don’t see You disobeyed what you knew and believed And you never asked for repentance But you demanded supremacy in ignorance Of what you had not seen One bow to humanity, what it had been Strike ho gi Strike ho gi Apni Apni Bike ho gi Ruj key lutto Puj key lutto
Sarey apney Rul key lutto Sada huq Aithey rukh Sada kukh Tuwada lukh A beauty, fair and plump I would not dare to dump A marriage, old and silver I would fear and shiver A diety fair, a bit round My thoughts, racing abound Allah i fear, i cherish thee For eternity i waited for this life be A beauty of youth and fresh I am old grey, and been a bad flesh Allah protect my family I will repent and restrain Please make my life heavenly From evil i will abstain Forgiveth He after justice Blesses eternal life in heaven Joy be when forgiveth He without justice Maketh both worlds eternal heaven Allah Raheem Drifter what you see Is a dream of God Is an imagination of His thought There is no rise, no fall In the things you see, or befall Intoxicated by your vision Started in me a solemn fission Humped nose, thin and sleek I wonder how your voice be sweet Fairness which makes fairies Burn with envy and they despise A human could be tidy She could stand like a diety
Tall and slender She be kind Her beauty has turned me blind Ah, golden days of youth passed never return Go fetch my youth from brothel and bar Ah, Allah forgive my sins, make my unblemished return I, from holiness and innocence, stand wretched afar Shine me back, bright and gay, even my sins, please burn Ah Allah keep the doors of benovelence and forgiveness ajar Earth in Haiku 2 Live your life in fright From the heavenly eternal God Almight And never face earthly Plight Life’s not bed of roses Every human of heroicsand passion posses Decline faces from population exploded Earth he has killed unbeaten He surpassessatan all which is evil Biodiversityin bin he burnt Femaleshe cherishesskinny, shinny For his lust deployed many a markets But God restsforgotten dismayed All hands on deck destruction All he did wasa bad construction Left alone in dismay, depression Heal the Earth turn stone Stop runningafter the cursed rotten bone Leave this reminder on phone Lamenting Palestine If Allah pays no heed It means it has been decreed No servants be borne Or slaughter the ones that are born Muslims have have upset there masters Time and Money have sheltered in Rich Burn the houses of the mola’s They have sold themselves to, other than Allah Bring to Ashes the palaces of the kings For the rule not like the Emperor Mings Fight to death with your elite and Rich For they suck on your blood like leech No servants be borne
Slaughter the ones that are born For there mothers will cry and lament And your chances of success are dormant Allah has stopped paying heed Since the evil dawn after the Ali Supreme No khilafa to protect you from the darkness Which spawned after the Caliph Quad Be gone with the blood of your son Till the passenger rises from the North called Sun Till that day All muslim mothers will lament While there loved ones blood in soil ferment Earth in Haiku Live your life in fright From the heavenly eternal God Almight And never face earthly Plight Life’s not bed of roses Every human of heroicsand passion posses Decline faces from population exploded Earth he has killed unbeaten He surpassessatan all which is evil Biodiversityin bin he burnt Femaleshe cherishesskinny, shinny For his lust deployed many a markets But God restsforgotten dismayed All hands on deck destruction All he did wasa bad construction Left alone in dismay, depression Heal the Earth turn stone Stop runningafter the cursed rotten bone Leave this reminder on phone A notion of a girl Funny and slim without curl Lively to chat and answer Hot slick and a bouncer I fear the fear for i see In her eyes a trepidition To be is a wild plea I fear the ultimate trepidation Will devour her to be In her old age she may be depressed Her melancholy can not be caressed A notion of a beauty Slim, naughty and flirty Only prayers i can offer For am a sufi loafer
Time, we will master you I will probably will not be able to But my genes will live to muster you You are the sole, master left to be From the horrors, which you decree Human race, will soon, your master to be Remember the years of the forgotten They could not span the earth, left beaten Remember the horrors of disease, By which the human race was eaten Remember thy lord Allah, created you The same Allah, said best creation, which created you Ahsan ul taqueem, we have mastered the like of you Money, granted to us by your maker Food, we are now the ultimate baker Civilization, now connected, reality a faker They all fell, to the Allah's Ahsun ul taqueem Time your horrors will end Distance we metered around the bend Time, humanity you will not offend Come what may I will struggle hard Still in dismay Shouting crowds Left alone, faithless World is of frauds Countless blessings Status quo, we betray Pacific, holds a storm Left alone, we crave The change, is evident The blessings divident The human race, betrays The nature at peace Brings about the change Humans are volatile Thus change he decrees Look the nature lost Pacificity, we no longer want The continous struggle Of the human race Will change Nature's face Time, we will master you I will probably will not be able to But my genes will live to muster you You are the sole, master left to be From the horrors, which you decree Human race, will soon, your master to be
Remember the years of the forgotten They could not span the earth, left beaten Remember the horrors of disease, By which the human race was eaten Remember thy lord Allah, created you The same Allah, said best creation, which created you Ahsan ul taqueem, we have mastered the like of you Money, granted to us by your maker Food, we are now the ultimate baker Civilization, now connected, reality a faker They all fell, to the Allah's Ahsun ul taqueem Time your horrors will end Distance we metered around the bend Time, humanity you will not offend A dying father craves for his son Son in his turmoil can’t face the dying sun The seed had implanted on the wrong side With negativity and remorse is filled his kind With lust and passion is filled his life All the nurturing and advise he left beside Sorrow is what he has to suffice The seed grew into a fruitless tree From Almighty he asks for repentance Two fruits have befallen the tree Old and ragged his fruits till young In their sleep and the tree remembers When he was young Paid no heed to his father’s advice All he learnt was to cruelize Slowly moving to his grave Wishes his seeds to be brave But the cycle repeats and they pay no heed On this thought he starts to write his creed How easy would it be If sins were made of sand Spread in air, with a kick In righteous, we again blend How easy would it be If sorrows were made of clay Re mould with a little water And be happy and gay How easy would it be If repentance was engraved In stone, laced with gold and silver Shine bright in the end On judgement day
How easy would it be If happiness was written bright Like the sun nourishes with light Every one would smile and be jive How easy would it be If pain was written on water Throw a stone and ripple to end One would roam free Allah please pay heed to me I was a darling, naturally faced like a monkey Society was harsh, spiritually moulded into a donkey Mentally non political, dumb, outcast I should have been slaughtered at birth Or tied to a bomb, made to an early blast I dreamt of skies, of flight, but could not grasp earth I had worn rich clothes, always Untidy, soiled with hearth I was welded to a goddess of this sober nature I killed my first son in womb to my rage and anger All the best my family was to blemish and blame I was a schizophrenic, I should never have been given a name All the best I yielded sons two, likes of me addict to cartoons Everyday labour starts, I beg for a dollar and a dime To be a handicap, breed and feed a family is my crime Nurturing my young ones, I fear, they follow my footsteps I could never finish the fight, never lessoned them to take bearsteps Drowned my poet rages while drugged, due my prescription An unholy man, pharaoh, Abu lahab, is the due description Oh lord, you are compassionate and sublime Guide this satanic soul, to life without crime Long hair, tucked in silk, light brown Fair color, makes the old man frown In her beauty, an old god drown He writes this melody, holds his crown Uniform figure, tall and slender Makes an old man, make a blunder Gentle voice, delicate coming from a cylinder Old man struck with awe, his hand in blender A beautiful, passionate, untimely jolt A notion to grab her and shut the door with bolt Ride her to nowhere, on a white handsome colt Makes a old man, turn to youth, wish to molt Aqalmundoon key is shehar mein Aoo pagal ko pagal banaein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Kitaboon key is shehar mein
Muktab key hajoom mein Aoo jahil ko jahil banein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Duaiyoon key dher mein Bimaroon ki ayadat mein Dua khanoon ki line mein Aoo bimar ko bimar banein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Duniya key hajoom mein Logoon ki bheer mein Dostoon ki mehfil mein Yaroon key chutleoon sey Aoo tanha ko akailay Kar dein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Ameero key mulk mein Raeesoon ki duniya mein Waderoon key pind mein Milloon key malik sey Duniya key malikoon mein Aoo ghareeb ko ghareeb banein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Eighties were jive and alive Religions were tight and five Year two thousand came There were many singularities The generation apart unfamiliarities Two decades to switch the singularity The science up its sleeve many new reality Now the time passes quickly The singularities are too many sickly The unfamiliarities grow akin the folks Science a hot issue in many a talks Nothing seems impossible for the human mind Only thing it lacks is gentleness and to be kind Human race on its way to challange gods Many a races, on science ark abodes Quantum physics and molecular chemistry Microbiology, molecular biology, Pathophysiology abode this human history Who knows where the human race ends In its history many turmoils and bends Oh Allah, Thine art greatest None like you, Ye are the Fairest None shape for you, none like your shape No cape for you, Thou giveth the cape
None to order you, Thine order stays forever Thou command Be, and command deliver None is born of you, none will born of you Thou art birth of none, no one claims you You have no enemies, none can stand ashoulder You have no friends, but Thou grant the insect beneath boulder Thine treasures no not bound, they are limitless Thine age no not a bound, thine age is limitless Thou art divine, we can not perceive you But not knowing you is a crime. In many ways i see you I cried and cried till a lonesome tear Left my soul fried and with many torn to tear Alas a satanic body and devilish soul With sinns and sorrows burnt like coal Forgiveness i ask of Thee, for the lonesome tear With thoughts of evil in my past i can not bear Allah, the master of worlds and time Thou can forgive, Thou art sublime Healers call me a state of depression and despair Witchcraft and witch doctors call for a evil spirit in pair Clergymen say its the work of Lord, thou has been blessed For i have been evil and satanic all my life i have cursed I ask Thee of forgiveness for all my evil, for the price of my tear A pilgrim with a cause To unblemish his flaws To rid his evil claws To wipe off the unholy clause Short was my stay for lesson Short was my life for holiness Short was my betray from Thou Short was my endeavor for forgiveness Yester years have rolled amidst a struggle Running here and there like a mange infested beagle Now old and grey i wish i could soar like an eagle While i lay resting and waiting for an ending crumble Short were my mistakes from past Short was my anger which would not last Short was my memory since my past Short was my stature and my caste A sin ladden body and a devish curse An unpaid debt and an empty red purse I lived and sold my soul to the devil Now molten and ready for turning on an anvil
Allah, Thou art the purest, guide me From the evils of satan, please hide me Visualize a name of Allah Then you will become Abdullah Love the prophet muhammad Our sole guide and beloved muhammad Sin upon sins piled up till the sky Alrehman forgiveth without a shy Sin upon sins dug deeper than the sea Alraheem will forgive thou and bless you a dee He only asks of you to ask for forgiveness He only asks of you to bow before him but relentless Alghafoor forgiveth without even thinking He giveth by just thinking Be and it shall be He giveth off the nectar, churns honey from bee He giveth off the colours, new colors to bumble bee He giveth wisdom, to the man, for things to be He guides the insects, towards their food to be He gives wings to the birds, in the skies they flee He gives the animals, to nurture their young, in a dee He gives us time to repent and prostray to Thee He is everlasting, master of time, past, present and to be A drop of tear shed A leap of faith As rustling autumn leaves as thoughts of past leave's brown, downy and brittle my body starts to shrieval as my repentance as a tree which stops to quiver my earthly abode soul shiver syria my last arrow quiver as the new dawn shows prescence A drop of tear shed As i lay fated in my bed i seek Thine forgiveness Allah Thou ever Green Your Esteemd Highness forgive us for our greed forgive our lost creed let us more to breed from our sins let us be freed
As i drove quickly A wagon of government strictly Enroute both in untimely haste Would have led to a colliding waste I put on my brakes most quickly Let the wagon pass waving strictly From the window glanced an anger I thought i was in ultimate danger I waved at the angry young man A smile, and i saw a special human A smile, worth a thousand smiles A wave which lasted a several miles A smile, so pure and heavenly kiss From nature a promissing bliss I can not forget that smile As long as i drive on a forgotten mile God i see why thou create the blemishes So that the humans can unite and forget squirmishes The angel above would not compare The nourishment of that childs stare To the bone and soul, i was bare Stand with the angels, people please care To part with that smile, i would not like to dare Leap of faith I am a looser to loose I have no antlers, a dumb moose I ask of Thee of work Thou grant to someone in dark lurk I ask of Thee a handful of money Thou grant to the passing by honey I ask Thee of wisdom and knowledge Thou grant to the man sitting on the ledge I ask Thee of richess of the world and hereafter Thou grant to the man in the black with the halter I ask Thee for patience and little bit of glory Thou grant to the men in rags and driving a lorry I ask Thee of power and fortune Thou grant to the rich and drug addict out of tune I ask of Thee in dismay of my death and an end Thou taketh away the pain of someone else in bed I ask Thee to help me take a leap of faith Thou nurture the old astray and help him bathe Thee are greatest, Thine powers great Thine heart and balance finer than grate Thee surpasseth all in your powers But Thine richess finds the cruelest in showers
Me, myself abode the man in the mirror Asked few questions to the man in the mirror Man in the mirror looked ragged and in despair From the hardships of fighting he did not prepare The lines on the faces were all to similar The problems facing were all to familial The boot was empty and in hands of children The powers were drained and all left but children The final kick i could never goal Ended up always driving my head in the pole A few punches here and there and end of wall I could never win life, life not my playing ball Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As the darkness creepsin me As the lure of death nears me As the torment of life bestowed upon me As i lament for the unsuccessful man in me Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i lay in bed, sore, of unfruitful life As i made mistakesand as i cruelize While my body lay in bed sore in belize Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i could not breed, but bred sons As i dared, but could not earn bread and buns As i flew, but was casteaway, myfriendly runs Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i was shunned, bymy people but friends few As i was nurtured bythe devilish, fiends but few As i shunned life into dessertion, and flew Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i tried to bleed, manya times As i tried to read, many with rhymes As i grew tired of many a crimes Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i praywith your name in focus As i weep with your name for forgiveness As i believe for freedom in another life Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i lay Bed like a bay Trying to keep evil abay While i curse in dismay Look for shopping on ebay Friends and fiends all betray My thoughts slowly decay
As death creeps in for me As gods fear a fortune for me As the death bells tolls As i near ending my stroll As the sun drowns for new dawn As i see the heavenly fawn I search for my existance but frown I could only furnish me with a earthly crown Restless but calm I turned to my balm On the wound i inflicted myself With a sharp kitchen knife I tried to cut through the skin While sleeping were my kith and kin It was painful when i was cutting With death by my own hands i was flirting It was painful and my soul hurt more I couldnt do it like always like before My soul is shaken from the horror Of failure and of sorrowevil up closer A realization, a cruelty, a message for god Thine knife is not sharper on simpleton and clod Thou want us to suffer the pain without gains While we sell our faith for some rotten grains A message to you my Lord in heaven up high Be gentle and end us all naives without shy Make it swifter and sweeter than honey and wine For we are the poor folks with claws benign We beg mercy from the horrors of time Be swift, dont shudder us in pain, forgive our crime We all beggers upon beggers for merciful end Thou art angry and Thou will not bend Dear god, i am reading my diary Were you there when i was born Were you there when they named me Were you there when i roamed free Were you there when i became me Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i sinned Were you there when i skimmed Were you there when i kin, ed Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i drank Were you there when i singed
Were you there when i rhymed Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i was belittled Were you there when i was baffaled Were you there when i repented Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i rebuked Were you there when i refused Were you there when i confused Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i bled Were you there when i fled Were you there when i cried Dear god, could you see it before me Saintly white Heavenly bright Elderly fright Old age my plight Short statured Doll natured Lame excuse Seen, blown fuse Dressed in pink She sent a link Old and grey Wife not to betray Miniature lady Wish her sugar dady Sad train of events and mistakes bleeps and blunders is what it takes spending a life means like eternity but probably a millisecond in this eternity yet life meant challenging my faternity now my wife holding on to us due maternity pair to defy me at my stake as i nourish them with bread, butter and cake sometimes dream of sitting besides a solemn lake inner concious torments me to anxiety on face a smile fake turned 44 and today the first day of 45 came of my mistakes i have no one to blame thank you dear friends for wishing me a birthday cake but i have spent my life like a person fake
forgive me all dear and sundry infront of Allah i break down and cry bring the years to every human and child that blessings in lots for him are filed I wish I invent a god In my forties, with my sorties at odd I am tired of standing erect and tall I wish I had a god Who was not cruel at all Every man was handsome and tall Looked like a figment of Newman, Paul Every feminine goddess beautiful and doll Looked like Angelina jolie standing tall Every man and woman worked till fall Earning the same dough which last the fall None be poor or rich to call And no fear to anyone befall School be free for the siblings all And their health be sacred to community all Everyone be enlightened and on call To every problem the humanity befall None be sacred or shunned by all God’s heaven be free for all These are but aesthete’s flaws But I surely want to tell them all I wish I invented a god Who would not be cruel to big or small Likes of aesthete’s take the blame for all While they suffer in soul and still stand tall I wish I had a god Who wasn’t cruel at all Haroon Rashid Chaudhry 21 March · Bahawalpur · Yesterdayithought i was going to die of plight New sun arose and shone its light It made me see my path in limelight I had a new destination to end my fright My new path was made to me clear I have to continue my struggle for my dear I have not pass but love for the family not fear That is the only truth i saw which may be but mere
Echoes of the Poor A community in shambles Life seeks bread crumbles Ragged cloths worn to dare Scent which avoids to, stare Beauty and health at large Children born in line Some small, some large Old and grey, but all serve And never go astray Money they think is on next curve Blemished and outcast From streets and cement cast Yet cleanliness of our homes To them we owe Our children rest in the hands And learn to bow And our culinary To them we owe While despair and poverty Is for them eternal property I have fought and fought for decades two Rumbling in my own arena for decades two Today a date with forty and seven I wish i was with a date with god in heaven Blemished my genome stays vile and indecent While i hide from the mosques, moon crescent I wish a messiah will rise from the ashes And turn away and beget a load full of lashes I have hid in desolution and ambiguity of earth I am a lonesome dark devil residing in my own hearth Tired i am from living a lie of mere subsistence Awaited i stay from the light and holy assistance I await my death from the sorrow of long schizophrenia In my spirits i wish the punishment of deadly anemia I have fought and destroyed the life of three I could never beget how it feels to be a deep rooted tree I could not be gentle or pure at spirit Heavens god awaits my dirty rotten spirit Though evil i shun but the thoughts are impure Its a dilemma of mine to stand alone and wish i was pure Tired in desolution, i think i have struggled in vain It was better to drain my sorrows and blood in a gutter drain In vain i fought for the richness of life and glory I think it would been better to end my life hit by a lorry
It was a gruesome punishment To spend lifetime in repent It was a lifetime to remorse To take and eat from a psychedelic resource All the pain and pleasures gone To take the fall and begone Life was good and gentle and sublime To my hormones and not the god sublime Animal instincts when they overtook Lost all essence from the book Shivering, is the soul from within Quivering is the body yet breathing A few mistakes is what it took A few decades of sickness repentance i forelook I am tired of fighting and lieing I am tired of a glorious tomorrow, belieing I ask thee of forgiveness, to end this life of sorrow I ask thee of benovelence, to win a better tomorrow I have my own rhythm I have my own rhyme I will write my prodigy In my own special line I have worked and roamed For a dollar and dime I have no shame To eat from sludge and slime Working like a horse on line I will earn bread for my children to dine I have sinned and sinned Many more a thousand time In my desolution, i repent For the sinns a few hundred time I have forfeited To my master time I request an honest ear From my maker God sublime Glide Like a Kite To the God
Almight Tell Him You soared Like an Eagle Towards Light Fought Like a Lion Show Him Your Scars And wrinkles Aged With Time Unread messages Unlearnt lessons Unread stories Unburnt bins Untidy beds Untold stories Unfolded life Uncertain death Unfed children Unidentified wives Unified life With passion And strife Unread messages Unlearnt lessons Unread stories Unburnt bins Untidy beds Unheard voices In my head Unclear vision Unseen world Untold stories Unfolded life Uncertain death Unfed children
Unidentified wives Unified life With passion And strife Too many failures To talk about In this lifetime Lost In Chequard Life Blemishes Too Great To rub Enlightment Scared By Mental Health Be gone Type Your Demise You Are A sinner You Will Never Shine Bright As i sleep Angels blood drip As i think deep Angels bleed As i sleep My parents reap Of untold blemishes Which i keep As i sleep My children bleep
Of untold horrors I bequeath As i sleep I see evil in me As i sleep Gods forsee As i sleep I see horror Which resides in me As i sleep I see angels die As i sleep A bloody creep Of creatures of deep As i sleep I see i reap My blemishes My sins to keep Surrah Aadiyaat Look Yonder, Those beast at their best Flames run from their nostrils, Burning flames of glory While the move towards their target Lightening befalls the earth While they kick the dirt while running on earth Those which don’t sleep at night And rip the enemies apart at night And return glorified with the sunrise They are virtuous as the first light of dawn Mankind is at a fault They cherish the wealth of this life While Man knows not what lies beyond Allah knows all, which is loud or in the heart For He knows All, sees All, and hears All Man fears not when He will be rounded up On the Judgement day and what ever is in their hearts Will be louded for all to know and For Allah only will persist I will live on in my scripts Let loose while darkness encrypts Like a lesson learnt
Like in a faith burnt Phrophets have come and gone While they were alive they were told begone Like a heart turned Life is a lesson learnt Prophets in humanity have out shown They have worn the crown and the gown Like a page turned Like a flour churned Prophets have the ideas by them alone They enlightened and had a saintly cone Like a leaf burnt Nature had a lesson learnt As I look deep inside me My genes were marred they humiliate me I should not have married I should not have spoiled and left burried My emotions to cross and cross again I should have dodged and dodged again My children, unfortunate like me My darling, my spouse who married me Now my children carry my stupidity They make the same mistakes with rigidity Who knows what there fate will be I should not have said please marry me Chains of events unfold in front of me As I see a glimpse of my past in my dee I should not have spoiled a bride I should have yanked and let stride My genes are insanely foolish as can be I have worked my evil like a donkey Allah you have to strengthen me And guide us as to your path but subtly As I look deep inside me My genes were marred they humiliate me I should not have married I should not have spoiled and left burried My emotions to cross and cross again I should have dodged and dodged again My children, unfortunate like me My darling, my spouse who married me Now my children carry my stupidity They make the same mistakes with rigidity Who knows what there fate will be
I should not have said please marry me Chains of events unfold in front of me As I see a glimpse of my past in my dee I should not have spoiled a bride I should have yanked and let stride My genes are insanely foolish as can be I have worked my evil like a donkey Allah you have to strengthen me And guide us as to your path but subtly Haroon Rashid Chaudhry 15 March · Bahawalpur · EverythingI touch turnsto dust I am but an unholy, rotten bust EverythingI earn is dear for rest I have a vile brain and a dark chest No friends,no foes in this life I fought for all but put them in strife I am an err of the nature and gods I am always in a quarrel with family and clods I could not master money, dollar and dime I could not dance to tune of money and its chime I could waste time, lying, laid for hours And take quick, bouts of cold showers I could not muster the religion that wasmy crime And satanic versesI wrote too many in my time I am lost, akin to devil and righteous looser In my thoughtsvile, dial a devil, and a pharmaceutical boozer What an err of nature, gentle in disguise I could never make a home in whichever belize bhulaya tu kina zalim ishq wi nai kita zalim jey firyon da ishq jhoota zalim fair uda na moosa naal kida joraya zalim jey abu jahal way jhoota zalim fair Quran which udda naa kyon aye zalim bhulaya tu kina zalim ishq wi nai kita zalim rub rub karda kitabaan parhaya lub lub tu gheebataan nal bharaya chub chub tu lookaan nal larya har kurri tey tera dil aye arrayay bhulaya tu kina zalim ishq wi nai kitta zalim
Waving stranger As I roam with a cigi in hand A beauty wearing a diamond band With wavy hairs and blowing in pairs How would love to run my finger dear Aroused is my manly bear But cant leave my family I hold dear Wavy hair and pink luscious lips Would love to dip them in choco dips Might be if I had asked a coffee break All that would have taken is a humorous retake How easy would it be If sins were made of sand Spread in air, with a kick In righteous, we again blend How easy would it be If sorrows were made of clay Re mould with a little water And be happy and gay How easy would it be If repentance was engraved In stone, laced with gold and silver Shine bright in the end On judgement day How easy would it be If happiness was written bright Like the sun nourishes with light Every one would smile and be jive How easy would it be If pain was written on water Throw a stone and ripple to end One would roam free Allah please pay heed to me Sorry Allah, i have sinned, i have bragged satan in my heart i have always dragged i had sold my soul to the evil,devil inside i have always lived with devil, evil beside i am a rotten apple whom fell from thine gace i dont know on judgement day, how thine will i face i am the worst of pharoahs, sinner to the bone i dont know, how my children live, they are my clone
Abu lahab is a sibbling, feeble for the likes of me i know my secrets, evil resides in me i bossom is fllled with the evil within yet i live, laughing, eating and breathin life was hard, so was the society devil nurtured within me with paucity O Allah, putrid, foul, evil and devilish, i may be i submit to you and muhammad, please let me be the torch bearer of purity, buy my soul back cause and effect is a beauty, in evil i dont want to slack I ask redemption for the life ahead by thine i want to be lead please forgive me and let me be Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle Thou, your servant and our maker With this I announce Allah our maker Thou giveth direction to the world Animals, man, insects and every bird Equality, harmony and beneficience Conqueror of makkah, we salute thee in silence Peace be upon you from all muslims Till death overtake us, till we lay down in muslins We shout, we rebound, we cry, we try Heavenly salutation unto you, till we die Thou showed us the color of Allah, our God While breaking all statues, end satanic fraud I am blemished, I am not pure To my insanity there is no cure Satan has captured me in his lure Sin I will, I am human, that's for sure Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle Please forgive me, I am a sinner Dressed in platter to Satan's dinner Don't let that happen don't let it be For me please say, I am forgiven, let be There is a place between heaven and earth Where liars and cheaters are burnt in hearth There is a place in the hearts of old and grey Where calm waters are Pacific while they pray There is a place in the hearts of a child Where happiness is joyous, carelessly wild There is a place in wombs of mothers
Where life is born and yield sisters and brothers There is a place high upon greenery and tree Where nature flourishes and life is but free There is a place high above hills and mountains Where clouds form and nurture life like fountains There is a place deep down in earth so deep Where one rests till eternity while loved ones weep There is a place in hearts and above the star Where our Lord Allah governs all near and far Thou need no reason to make Thou need no reason to break Non can stop you to remake Non can stop you to make and break We are humans we have form Thou art sublime free from all form We err and we strive, we care and beware Thou art pure, Thou art cure, Thou art aware We have a beginning, we have an end Thou art limitless, Thou are endless Every rule you can easily bend We cherish, we flourish, we have masters Thou need none of us, you have no need Though need no reason, to make or to take peek We have ills, we have chills We can devours gold ladden hills Thou art pure, Thou art maker of those hills We eat, we devour, we are governed by greed Thou ain't evil, thou art pure, you have no need Sleepless in the middle of night I need redemption, my evil I will fight Please forgive us, so I can become one of right What was before you You were there before you What will be after you You will be there after you You knoweth no begining You knoweth no end Every rule you can easily bend Beginning and end is slave to time You are the master, thou art sublime Time obeys you, and you govern it Twist and turn, you control it There is no begining There is no end
Every rule you can easily bend You have always been You will always bee I am you servant, Trying to understand thee Forgive me as I am only human To err is my destiny, to err is a reason to be I seek redemption Please forgive me From the soil of Arabia The greatest Prophet we begeteth Of all the riches of the World We Love from him we begeth The richnessof heart and soul The daughter he got was a doll and on his shoulder was the Black Shawl Every stoney god he stood up and maul Talked about the One and Only True God The Master of Time and the RichnessBeyond I solemnlyHold myself in his custody bond in an effort that eternal blissmay be found A true leader and feeder of the thought A true conqueror likes of which will not be borne Despite his demise centuriesago, but we still don't mourn For he is Alive and with Allah wearingthe ultimate Crown Haroon is my name Idling is my game Almighty when yo refrain I could never explain I am a sinner I am a passion I am Satan's dinner Always outta fashion Haroon is my name Never let in the fame Excuses I make but lame Never understand the game Like the batman's bane I lost my line and lane Haroon is my name Thinking to flirt a dame
Thinking why I came To this world so tame A palette full of colors A ballet of dancers A child messing with colors A singer sings a melody A monk charms away A holy man recites to keep Evil and darkness abay The child sees bright and gay The youth in its lust drift away The decades pass with no notion The colors cherished with devotion As the child grows old and grey The colors dim to the shades of dark and grey Like the night full of stars Memories shine in the colors dark There is no color like the color of Almight Old man tries to color himself bright In the same colors as of God The brightest colors are the colors of the lord Rain of sorrows Rain made of water Keeps life in flatter Runs down the drain On roads and terrain Rain drains to canal Drips cloths of cotton And of the rich flannel Drench humans to bottom Enrich the Wells drains to rivers Cherish humans while acting like beavers The water flows to the eternal seas Blossoms the flowers for the bees Rain drops from heaven to brighten life Ends the drought and ends the strife Bends the rules of the hunger and famish Runs the rules of life without blemish A drop of tear from the mother's eye A drop of repentance from a sinners eye A drop of pain from sickened mind A drop from eyes of the eternal blind Raises the ranks of the humanity to heavens
The unknown human A mind set of emotions beastly A hand set on dinner off feastly A salary of a few dimes measly A hidden notion of richness misty I am the unknown human I am a pain to the ones called man I have a notion to walk with cane Since greatness is to me bane I am a man with a reputation lame I am hungry for nasty fame All I got was a cool and beautiful dame A a pair of sons to give them my name Lying down on the bed feeling insane I lived my youth likes of cain Beating with sticks my faithful great dane Now my evil lies hidden behind my mane The insignificant Man Six foot tall and ready to fight To remedy his earthly thought and plight Drinking wine and having caviar as diet To the unique gold he gives a bite Well where he stands in front of Al might Striving for richness with all his might Living bacteria in his gut, size of a micron Insignificant in his face living in his feces brown An upset of bowel and the human gives a frown Allah Al might never in hunger leave both to drown Yonder in the dark starry night Stands tall a star million miles but to human a pinch of light Yet insignificant is the human in its daze and bright Not even the size of a dust mite Allah governs all far, near, big and small His laws govern all as he stands tall A notion called life Without a pinch of spice A notion called manhood A testes driven mardood A notion called wife
Dash of red chillies and spice A notion called child Bewildered, joy and cried A notion called parent Shouting, beating and repent A notion called house Made after caressing the blouse A notion called home Yelling, screaming, yet gold and chrome A notion called office I am lost thats suffice A notion called grave Keep your head up and be brave A notion called god Every human has made his own fraud A notion called money Lost after marrying a honey Nation without a notion Nationals without a nation Humans who knoweth not humane Animals which die of extinction Christ hanged and left to bane Movement which knoweth no friction Kings and queen and a beautiful dane Poor left to hunger and without salvation Humans born to be sons of caine Blinded by rage and aggravation Humans make excuses lame Humanity lost to deprivation Nationals without a nation Nation without a notion

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Crying Corvus & Jive Jay

  • 1.
    Crying Corvus & Jive Jay HaroonRashid Chaudhry, Faculty of Veterinary Science, The Islamia University of Bahawalpur Alias, Drifter, Bhuleya and Almajhol & Hina Haroon, University Model School, The Islamia University of Bahawalpur, Pakistan
  • 2.
    Allah ho wahadal wajood Allah ho qule mojood Allah ho ma fi majood Allah ho ghaib Allah ho hazir Allah ho hakim ud duniya Allaho hakim ud qulo mojood Allah ho hakim u qulo mafi majood Allaho hakim qulo maloom Allah ho hakim qulo mafi maloom Allah ho shaib Allah ho akbar Kabeera La shib ha laho La nida laho Ana maafi maloom Wain antey shaib Astaghfirullah
  • 3.
    We a racebound by time Thou art unique and sublime In our second, you live for eons of order Kun fa ya kun, is the decree your order Let be Thou sayeth, it is done, For it is Your command and order In our centuries, life is made and beckond For Thou it is a mere fade and a second What powers Thou posses Time for you is slave and in recess Ever living from us millions of parsecs away Your orders true to spirit, everything has to obey Divine presence in us and in our every element In me, you, him, her and even in Avery and clement Distance for you is a mere servant Electrons to parsecs, phonons tos photons Thou need not press, any useless buttons near or far, to you its no bar none like you, none at par eons of life in a second, living divine even is quark parsecs of distance away, living sublime in light and dark In your vision, everything is alive Living, dead, rotting and even the stones In your thought, life is being jive Even the buried rotting leaves and bones drifter can not praise you, for drifter knows only how to bark This is my only chirp, I could never be unique like a skylark Allah, grant us all in your treasures Holy and blessed, what you keepeth Good and blessed, what you maketh Allah, grant us protection, from your treasures Unholy and cursed, what you keepeth Vile and bad, what you maketh Allah, praise unto You, You are our creator Allah, grant us the wisdom, to worship you, our maker Allah, grant us the power, to nurture love for Thou Allah grant us wisdom, to submit to your commands Allah grant us the strength, to fulfill your demands First dawn of April, reminds me of Your majesty drifter is but a holy clown, ever more thirsty
  • 4.
    Hey drifter, youknow nothing and nothing of Me I am and I am not, to be or not to be from this thought, I am eternal and free I decree, kun fa ya kun, and I dont decree Do you think, I decree kun fa ya kun in time like me, my decree is free from time kun fa ya kun does is not need time for me and my decree, understanding for you is crime kun fa ya kun does not need time and space it is not a fashion, not a race it is holy, as holy is my grace kun fa ya kun is the lord of time and space I, me and myself, drifter your wisdom can not embrace Man is even then my best creation, my race ponder in your self, dont ponder in my grace you will find the answer to questions you face for you I made many masters to serve money, you invented god for yourself to serve society, is a picture of myself, in accord to your deserve true masters for you are time and space, to me they serve kun fa ya kun is my decree of the many I invented the others from your thought, may be I prevented you are a novice, your thoughts vague and perverted drifter, you are a beggar, loser, and a person demented Hey drifter, you know nothing and nothing of Me I am and I am not, to be or not to be from this thought, I am eternal and free I decree, kun fa ya kun, and I dont decree ponder in yourself, dont ponder in me for you will get lost in me drifter 05/04/2019
  • 5.
    We a racebound by time Thou art unique and sublime In our second, you live for eons of order Kun fa ya kun, is the decree your order Let be Thou sayeth, it is done, For it is Your command and order In our centuries, life is made and beckond For Thou it is a mere fade and a second What powers Thou posses Time for you is slave and in recess Ever living from us millions of parsecs away Your orders true to spirit, everything has to obey Divine presence in us and in our every element In me, you, him, her and even in Avery and clement Distance for you is a mere servant Electrons to parsecs, phonons tos photons Thou need not press, any useless buttons near or far, to you its no bar none like you, none at par eons of life in a second, living divine even is quark parsecs of distance away, living sublime in light and dark In your vision, everything is alive Living, dead, rotting and even the stones In your thought, life is being jive Even the buried rotting leaves and bones drifter can not praise you, for drifter knows only how to bark This is my only chirp, I could never be unique like a skylark Allah, grant us all in your treasures Holy and blessed, what you keepeth Good and blessed, what you maketh Allah, grant us protection, from your treasures Unholy and cursed, what you keepeth Vile and bad, what you maketh Allah, praise unto You, You are our creator Allah, grant us the wisdom, to worship you, our maker Allah, grant us the power, to nurture love for Thou Allah grant us wisdom, to submit to your commands Allah grant us the strength, to fulfill your demands First dawn of April, reminds me of Your majesty drifter is but a holy clown, ever more thirsty
  • 6.
    Allah tatghau filmezzan I, be to fail on and on Probably that is my destiny To be full of blasphemy To be vile and abusive Stick to evil like an adhesive My name begins with har Failing every deed, never at par Excellence in evil and vile I am a rotten of the rotting pile Allah tatghau fil mezzan Shun to hearth, from dusk to dawn I cried, in repentance, but in vain Allah had decreed me, but a bane My faith, my supplication, my curse All in vain, because all a lie, For I am a disposable, faithless burse And I am bound to live a lie
  • 7.
    Understand the difference Reada historical inference When you let go of knowledge You stand on destruction’s edge See what you did You stopped learning, knowledge you forbid Now those who wore rags and thongs To them, knowledge now belongs You were wearing then probes and gowns Now your kind behave like clowns Then, knowledge was in your servitude Now, you live in a place dark and destitute
  • 8.
    What is ahuman, a life of century A disease on this heavenly sanctuary A tale of struggle and hard work A thought of fears that out there lurk A fight for lifetime for his siblings A fight to conquer diseases and ill feelings A light for the ones stuck in darkness A tower to build a many a tall buildings A thought to turn everything into tools A beacon to educate younglings and fools A courage to fight for his thought A scourge to put forward his scourge A famine to eat all and everything A prayer to gather his makers blessing A preacher to give strength to fear of beyond A healer to cure the needs of patients and wound A darkness to might every one for himself A bain to hunt like and live alone for himself A leader to direct the likes for a gathering A prophet to light the way for the best for society A lifetime of punishment for his crime A lifetime to die for every dime A speck, a ripple, a bubble in endless time What is human, a life of century A disease on this heavenly sanctuary A friend to the society in his keep A foe to the society from which he creeps A lifetime of test from his maker, Allah A struggle to please his maker, Allah A tear drop of the old and grey repenter A bubble of bread, in the bread of his baker A shreak of yet born child, a tearless cry A continous struggle to please, try and try What is human, a life of century A disease on this heavenly sanctuary
  • 9.
    How easy wouldit be If sins were made of sand Spread in air, with a kick In righteous, we again blend How easy would it be If sorrows were made of clay Re mould with a little water And be happy and gay How easy would it be If repentance was engraved In stone, laced with gold and silver Shine bright in the end On judgement day How easy would it be If happiness was written bright Like the sun nourishes with light Every one would smile and be jive How easy would it be If pain was written on water Throw a stone and ripple to end One would roam free Allah please pay heed to me
  • 10.
    Allah-A figmentof SurahIkhlaas Surviving alone and yet standing tall This world but a dirty rotten ball Humanitysince eons taking the fall Yet I survive and stand tall Nurturing every life my creation Yet each one giving a negative suggestion Not a sibling borne to me in fashion Yet I overlook everyone in my mansion I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse Iam filled,The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’tstand a day and stand alone as One This idea I summoned to create and recreate But was alone and knew well of the creations fate I have no one to be with when I am on a date I stand alone The Almighty One live forever my fate As I cry for the decay in my creation As I deny the weakness ofmy generation As they divide under my rule into manya nation As I feed them nurture them of my donation, I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse Iam filled,The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’tstand a day and stand alone as One
  • 11.
    To Hina Haroon, Aletter of love, in sanity I could never earn for you vanity I love you, for my love is deep Every muslim loves his keep I dont understand why i should Celebrate womens day, why we should Our prophet laid down rules and rules Our Allah put a lot of verse of rules For the females, muslimaat Why we would not follow those rules Why we follow the white men, fools Who would not be good to females Not a century ago, they were bully males A century later they are running after she males A womans day by the ones who dared lesbos A womans day by ones dared gay and dodos Muslims, oh muslims, where oft thou heading Your religion is but only true, bread and bedding
  • 12.
    Dear diary, pleaserecord my repentance I can not carry on the burden of penance Dear dad, i am sorry, i was a fool On every evil sin i would easily drool Dear dad, i was young and vile My hormonal was upset and fragile I was never a good healer, never agile I could never have promised Aimna For her condition was frail and fragile I could never cure despite all the care Your disease would always end up a flare Dear dadi, i am sorry, i could not save Your son, i loved him but i would not behave Dear Love, your name was love and romance I could never care for you, a lost dance Even a little help from france I could never as a doctor, prance Dear diary, i lost a lot, i lost my self In hoping to become a son made by self
  • 13.
    We are thelast true divergent Our elders believed and were convergent We are emotional and angry Some rich others resorted to beggary We have emotions and are volatile Even the trait was observed in our juvenile We conquered from euphrates to nile And developed a way to memory file We killed even our leaders family And claimed the wrong was done by his family We have killed sons and fathers for the throne Yet we struggled against every tyrant and firyon We daily recite our holy book, which we adorn Yet we will not follow it, for that we were not born
  • 14.
    Bholey, bhuleya, bhuleyshah Rukna tera waqar nai, tu chalda ja Sunana tera kum nai, tu bolda ja Soona tera kum nai, tu jaggi ja Kamana tera kum nai, tu mangi ja Soochna tera kum nai, tu rooai ja Khana tera kum nai, tu phaki ja Zindangi tera kum nai, tu wandi ja Khuda tera koi nai, tu Allah nu milli ja Terey naal koi nai, tu rub nu manai ja
  • 15.
    Dear Facebook, mydear diary at large How big you have become, a sturdy, study barge I am facebook philosopher, a facebook literatti Could not understand knowledge, an unknotted tie I am confused, I am passionate for beauty I make for myself a ugly, muggly, thoughtful diety I find beauty in my creation, life or stony Fast myself to death, till am thin and bony I make a god for the things I can not understand I make it with soil and with my bare hand Worship my god, my creation, till I die Insane with emotions and thought, I cheat and lie From soil and dirt, I concoct my hearth And spread false notions and burn incense I worship my creations while I jot in my innocence Times have changed, my creations have matured From earthy dolls to a digital multimedia have we lured Sitting idle listening to unsung songs I write and sing I have made an intelligent computer, with which I bling Gave it the shape of life like human being Now I fear, I will start my worship for this silicone being Human beings are silly and they make silly things They create things, tell stories, and worship their tools I, humanity wish they don’t put our character cause we are fools If we do the cycle will repeat and our creation with create their gods As we might have perished, to creating and self praising frauds
  • 16.
    Oh, Allah, theOne I can not even think You are always available, even when I blink Oh, Allah, the One I can not comprehend Every rule of my life, You can easily bend Oh, Allah, the One I can not even see From your thought, shaitaan from me flee Oh, Allah, the One, the ruler of universe I can only praise you, if I find my verse Oh, Allah, Immense, and Omnipresent Please be my guide, for future, past and present Oh, Allah, My Maker, and of universe and Time Please forgive me, for you are Unique and Sublime Oh, Allah, what if Time was only an illusion If Present, future and past existed together, my confusion Oh, Allah, what if Human society was a mere delusion If dead, living, and yet born all existed together, my confusion Oh, Allah, what if Life was a mere existence in your illusion And we all existing and living a dream in your sublime confusion Oh, Allah, what if I was born, lived and died in vain I can not loose like that, I can not live and die such pain My life and existence can not be a source of pain and bane Oh, Allah, please forgive me before I curse and bain Oh, Allah, Please light my path, light my existence Because in Thine name I find my persistence
  • 17.
    Mother Rupee In myteens living in dee yester years pass on like a busy bee grown up and had children had a husband upset my dee narcotics in veins and hunger in my dee reigns a mother of three praying for never to be oh you stealthy mother rupee why would not you visit my dee atlast i rest my siblings free can you guess how cruel a mother can be oh lorn you mother rupee why dont you visit my dee Sorry Allah, i have sinned, i have bragged satan in my heart i have always dragged i had sold my soul to the evil,devil inside i have always lived with devil, evil beside i am a rotten apple whom fell from thine grace i dont know on judgement day, how thine will i face i am the worst of pharoahs, sinner to the bone i dont know, how my children live, they are my clone Abu lahab is a sibbling, feeble for the likes of me i know my secrets, evil resides in me i bossom is fllled with the evil within yet i live, laughing, eating and breathin life was hard, so was the society devil nurtured within me with paucity O Allah, putrid, foul, evil and devilish, i may be i submit to you and muhammad, please let me be the torch bearer of purity, buy my soul back cause and effect is a beauty, in evil i dont want to slack I ask redemption for the life ahead by thine i want to be lead please forgive me and let me be "Aye "ALLAH PAK" "Hum kamzor hen, "TU" taqat wala hai, "Hum aajizhen, "TU" be niyaz hai, "Ay"ALLAH KAREEM"! "Hum Mangtayhen, "TU" Deta hai, "Hum mujrim hen, "TU" Shahensha hai, "Tuje" TERI Shan-e-Rahemi-O-kareemika waasta, "Hum sab pe karam farma, "Q k hum sab kisi imtihan,
  • 18.
    "Or "Azmaish k qabilnahi hen, "Ay"ALLAH PAK " ! "TU" Muaf karne wala hai "Or "Mafi ko pasand karta hai "Hamen b Muaf farma, DUA he k ALLAH PAK apko apni panah mn rakhhey AAMEEN. I can beg i can frown In my desolution i drown I can sing an unsung song Be manly afraid yet king kong I can travel distances long Sing a lullaby ringing ding dong I am a simpleton everyone frown And behave and be a horrible clown I can just do it Be like what i befit I can write a tale of smite Yet be a dangerous in my might As humble as a feather As the times roll and tether I can stroll a jog And blemish a blog I am human at war In my destiny to shine like a star Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle Thou, your servant and our maker With this I announce Allah our maker Thou giveth direction to the world Animals, man, insects and every bird Equality, harmony and beneficience Conqueror of makkah, we salute thee in silence Peace be upon you from all muslims Till death overtake us, till we lay down in muslins We shout, we rebound, we cry, we try Heavenly salutation unto you, till we die Thou showed us the color of Allah, our God While breaking all statues, end satanic fraud I am blemished, I am not pure To my insanity there is no cure Satan has captured me in his lure Sin I will, I am human, that's for sure Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle
  • 19.
    Please forgive me,I am a sinner Dressed in platter to Satan's dinner Don't let that happen don't let it be For me please say, I am forgiven, let be let the drums roll let the sirens blow let your courage flow let your sword draw let the sweat run let the heartbeats churn let the blood run let your ego burn Allah's country needs you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you let your anger feed let your blood breed let your faith guide you let your emotions glide you Allah's folk need you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you let fire answer pagans let fierce slay the heathens let faith answer the faithless let brave blow the heartless Allah's country needs you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you charge up against the spineless gather courage against the heartless stand up against the heathens stand up against the pagans Allah's country needs you Allah is the one who feeds you Allah is the one who freed you Allah is the one who kneads you
  • 20.
    all soldiers, gatheryour horses unite as one all your forces horses that gallop in the night on them ridding fiery, bloody knight all soldiers, gather your swords unite as one all your forces swords that cut deep through steel held by soldiers, tall, strong, head to heel all soldiers, gather your arrows get out of your heavenly burrows bows which dont fail, arrow not too frail gather all the fire in your heart, make the enemy, look yellow and pale all soldiers, gather your ammos, and fire the need for your courage and ferocity is in desire your country needs you, war in hour dire we all need your bravery, strength and fire fear not the pagans, the disbelievers its your duty to fight for your God, Allah Superior Allah will carve your passion, into strength Allah will drive fear into pagans and heathens all soldiers, gather your pails of helmet i am old, but give you my advice and increment i am bold, yield for you sons and daughters who will fight beside you in weather inclement why we starved, to make the weapon this is the time to ready the bomb, now we beckon we will not die in vain, we will live forever your name will be laced in golden frame forever Allah is only eternal, everyone will perish Allah loves them, for Allah, who perish all soldiers, gather your horses in Allah name unite as one, all your forces look yonder, life in peril, drifter have ponder, a life of pearl, drifter bholey, loss of memory is a blessing a curse is the love for eternal life Allah is the only eternal force His words, work like a divine forge kun fa ya kun, let it be can only be undone by HE bholey, loss of time is no crime loss of honor, is a lost dime loss of dear, is a call of Sublime nobody is eternal, human eternity, a crime drifter can you focus the sky can you dare to fly look deep in your thought nature can be cruel and sly bholey, what are you thinking
  • 21.
    every thought diminishesas you are blinking look yonder, life in peril, drifter pray for forgiveness, while you drifting Oh Allah, are we dreaming, or alive are we all happy and jive are we all living in a bee hive do the same answer, the religions five is it your computer simulation are we living in your infatuation is it a great game of eternal confusion or i am thinking odd, do i have a concussion after death, we will start living again and again you given this briefing judgment on this mode of sleeping this dream is a live video streaming as i am sleepless in this dream today i have forgotten of my sins of yesterday i have no notion of what comes morrow day i have not seen in my dream a better day Oh Allah, i think of a unholy notion after drinking caffeinated water and my concoction i think only Allah, Thou art physical and real we are a computer simulation, untruly and unreal playing, computing, virtual in our virtual existence we desperately need your divine presence please forgive all and sundry, in this dream before you toll the eternal scream Pardon me, Haroon You are not worthy I am your conscience speaking you can not question Allah, You are not worthy you have lied, you need a serious debeaking Pardon me, Haroon You are not worthy you have sinned and been unholy you had paid not fucked Polly you have betrayed, young and old unwisely Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You have drank unholy water, profusely You have smoked your life, unwisely You have been an addict, been vile and weasely Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You have betrayed your elders you have sat with Akbar and welders you let die in pain, your elder zelda Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You ate too much for too long, showing gluttony You were acting as pharoah, pride to stride You had your hormones, sexy and lusty Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy sombring on the bed, sloth to the bone every shinning star of humanity, you showed envy to every holy notion, you showed your wrath Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy greedy and notorious, you have been impure to every evil habit you have been in lure
  • 22.
    to your sins,you can not find cure Pardon me, Haroon you are not worthy You can not question Allah, You are not worthy You can not judge Allah, You are not worthy Surely Allah will forgive you, trully but i will never forgive you, i will be your bully Dear Allah, I have a question to ask as in the dark room, i somber, i bask my wife tells me, turn of the light and then do whatever you want Dear Allah, I have a question to ask I can not even stay awake when i want I have no command, no power, to haunt i have no will, no destiny, except what you want Dear Allah, I have a question to ask how can you fill the space of the universe how do i think how do i put my verse how can you fill the space of the tiniest creature from light years to mere micrometers how do you control them, i am still in the dark Dear Allah, I have a question to ask billions of years of life here, encompass thousands of years, humans traversing the pass its been a mere second, to write my class how can you control time, past and yet to pass Dear Allah, I have a question to ask if this be your universe, both big and small have you made other universes, like a ball how do you put your command, for all how do you control, all together, on your call Dear Allah, I have a question to ask I am made of carbon, like the life alike have you made other forms, life belike how do you mould your laws, how do you strike are there other laws, forms of ours, belike Dear Allah, I have a question to ask Miles of land thou created miles of graves now belated billions of life thou created billions of them now belated fathoms of seas thou created many a drown the ill fated trillions of star thou created some near some far, only thine elavated light years of distance, thou created universe among multiverse, thou created tiniest organisms, thou created yet life among them, very detailed and to fill that space and time your presence much needed I am lost, in verse and verb i am lost, in journey and curve I cried a lonesome tear now in my knowledge the existence
  • 23.
    billions of years,you awaited for every creature to shed THE TEAR to prostray to you, to hold YOU DEAR Life to me has lost its meaning my senses in your grandeur, wanning Allah, help us, nurture us forgive us, we hold you dear I have a reason, unknown i have a passion, forgotten life is precious, unblemished preserve genome, furnished humans at war, with nature humans are hungry, jittery denture humans are angry, betray and forgetful humans are agile, kill and boastful Nature is in beauty of the Lord it is a tightly knit cord Nature is passion of the Lord Human is denaturing and is bored A poison can turn to medicine A killer can be pacified A danger can lurk and benefit so a human can be pacified On this thought i close the night try to become morrow a shinning knight to turn this world, thought still abright i have a reason, unknown, to shine bright in this evil, blemished dark night Haroon is my name Idling is my game Almighty when yo refrain I could never explain I am a sinner I am a passion I am Satan's dinner Always outta fashion Haroon is my name Never let in the fame Excuses I make but lame Never understand the game Like the batman's bane I lost my line and lane Haroon is my name Thinking to flirt a dame Thinking why I came To this world so tame
  • 24.
    A palette fullof colors A ballet of dancers A child messing with colors A singer sings a melody A monk charmsaway A holy man recites to keep Evil and darkness abay The child sees bright and gay The youth in itslust drift away The decadespass with no notion The colors cherished with devotion As the child grows old and grey The colors dim to the shadesof dark and grey Like the night full of stars Memories shine in the colors dark There is no color like the color of Almight Old man tries to color himselfbright In the same colors as of God The brightest colors are the colors of the lord Allah-A figment of Surah Ikhlaas Surviving alone and yet standing tall This world but a dirty rotten ball Humanity since eons taking the fall Yet I survive and stand tall Nurturing every life my creation Yet each one giving a negative suggestion Not a sibling borne to me in fashion Yet I overlook everyone in my mansion I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse I am filled, The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’t stand a day and stand alone as One This idea I summoned to create and recreate But was alone and knew well of the creations fate I have no one to be with when I am on a date I stand alone The Almighty One live forever my fate As I cry for the decay in my creation As I deny the weakness of my generation As they divide under my rule into many a nation As I feed them nurture them of my donation, I have no parents and I am the creator, The One With sorrow and remorse I am filled, The Alone One What they know of being alone and The Mighty One My creations can’t stand a day and stand alone as One
  • 25.
    The unknown human Amind set of emotions beastly A hand set on dinner off feastly A salary of a few dimes measly A hidden notion of richness misty I am the unknown human I am a pain to the ones called man I have a notion to walk with cane Since greatness is to me bane I am a man with a reputation lame I am hungry for nasty fame All I got was a cool and beautiful dame A a pair of sons to give them my name Lying down on the bed feeling insane I lived my youth likes of cain Beating with sticks my faithful great dane Now my evil lies hidden behind my mane
  • 26.
    What did Ido wrong, it was written by YOU even before I was born, my destiny fromYOU I was corrupted, I was vile to the bone what did I do wrong, it was written by YOU in the loh and qalam, Slate and chalk belonged to YOU what did I do wrong, it was written by YOU if I had not done, all the evil I gathered I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not defied my parents, if had been a humble and a good servant I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not defied my family if I had been a good son, brother and a parent I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not sold my soul to the devil if I had been a pious, like the white pheasnat I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not gotten drunk if I had not yanked, sinned and fornicated I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not defied YOU, made other gods spell evil for Thine chosen ones I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU if I had not stolen and robbed if I had not been fraudulent, lied and never repented I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU Now aged and grey, I seek Your forgiveness but I dont apologize, I dont say sorry from my soul I would have defied YOU, it was written by YOU
  • 27.
    The insignificant Man Sixfoot tall and ready to fight To remedy his earthly thought and plight Drinking wine and having caviar as diet To the unique gold he gives a bite Well where he stands in front of Al might Striving for richness with all his might Living bacteria in his gut, size of a micron Insignificant in his face living in his feces brown An upset of bowel and the human gives a frown Allah Al might never in hunger leave both to drown Yonder in the dark starry night Stands tall a star million miles but to human a pinch of light Yet insignificant is the human in its daze and bright Not even the size of a dust mite Allah governs all far, near, big and small His laws govern all as he stands tall
  • 28.
    A notion calledlife Without a pinch of spice A notion called manhood A testes driven mardood A notion called wife Dash of red chillies and spice A notion called child Bewildered, joy and cried A notion called parent Shouting, beating and repent A notion called house Made after caressing the blouse A notion called home Yelling, screaming, yet gold and chrome A notion called office I am lost thats suffice A notion called grave Keep your head up and be brave A notion called god Every human has made his own fraud A notion called money Lost after marrying a honey Nation without a notion Nationals withouta nation Humans who knowethnot humane Animals which die of extinction Christ hanged and left to bane Movement whichknoweth no friction Kings and queen and a beautiful dane Poorleft to hunger and withoutsalvation Humans born to be sons of caine Blinded by rage and aggravation Humans make excuses lame Humanity lost to deprivation Nationals withouta nation Nation without a notion
  • 29.
    Human the greatsociopath Toys, love, later money, Ending note on Gods path After breeding through his honey Human the greatest chromophile Colors of womb, and when they befile Colors of toys, shinning and bright Colors of love, for which they fight Color of money, dollars and dime For all these he will, live life of crime All that runs in his vein Old and grey, he lives in vain Turns to colors of Almight From darkness of his grave, A fright I DONT APOLOGIZE every human i meet astray and inbound talking, hunting them like a hound hand in hand i ask of them forgiveness taking nonesense in my bleakness every other day or two i talk to god telling him of my clamity and my odd i ask him for forgiveness and his blessing in my bleakness i think its enough dressing the matter of the fact stay tall and erect i dont apologize, in my heart rebellion i but select Life id but a dream of the maker he is sleeping and we are figment of his imagination we could be superman playing the laker he is sleeping and in his dream a lot of infatuation life is like a roller coaster, having highs and lows in our misery and happiness a pilgrim only bows i am not satisfied with my life, strife and wife they have have all been cutting me like a knife i may not be your superman, i am not an ocean i may not be a soldier, but i want to fight my fight i am not happy, i am in great remorse i dont want to be another wave of the ocean i dont like my life and the path and its course I want to say sorry to you and the whole world but i dont want to apologize from my heart i am not a soldier, but i want to fight back
  • 30.
    HOUSE OF HEARTS iam an artist for sale everything i write is pale regressed and depressed male i have scars and living tale where would be i without god atlast my dogma, wretched and odd i am a radio channel to fraud understood by my old and clod i have a frail heart toxic like simpson bart driving my self like a donkey cart spending thrifty in a shopping mart i have loud and husky bark standing tall like an old tree bark walking with shoulders lowered to earthy mark singing my song like a lark i am an emotional fool behaving calm and cool slowly eaten away by anger on every thought i drool i see black and white grey and silver plight ended all my fight i am not so bright God i have no notion why i am full of emotion why i drink my concoction i have a lack of drive and devotion
  • 31.
    Thou granted uslife Granted me a heavenlywife But you wrote, strife upon strife Thou wrote I be drunk In my youth, satanicjunk Sold my soul to satanic funk I did the same Peeped a dame Excuses lame If I hadn't done what you wrote If with my evil I had fought If sins I had not bought Your write would not have held true My life would not be a different brew I would not be part of the repentingcrew I held your write upright Otherwise your words be falsified In your write I am satisfied Allah these words were decade older My thoughtsnow are much bolder I ask repentance for my sin and sons I shed my tear, please clear my folder As years roll by As i listen to life And its holy lullaby As i live with my wife Life has been strife I cut my birthday cake With an unsharpened knife Eating unlevend bread, stove bake Lost in my self created solitude Center of stream could not protrude Swimming shore, half sun baked and nude I want status quo and shun a feud Allah my maker, my making was what reason I cant start a fight, stand a struggle, or do treason I am a sinner, poet on rebellion of all season I have but with Allah a weak link and softer liaison My maker please forgive me and my family Grant me health, wealth and prosperity Haroon Rashid Chaudhry What a blessing ignorance It one of a kind, in romance What a torture is awareness Of your consious, fearless Our sight, very limited With our tools, we are United We see, but a universe Large space for our awareness Allah we may only be a simulation
  • 32.
    A dream, athought, for your indulgence What if there are a universes As large as the number of stars People likes of us near and far Spaces farther than our universe Stars made of time or entity we know not of I have lost my senses and my verse May be life of entity we know not of May be you are infinity and beyond May be infinity is a slave in your bond Allah thou art the greatest None shaped like you so far None limitless like you so far None a prayer like you so far Eternity is ever ending in front of you Infinity has a mere second in front of you Space has no boundary, you are present everywhere Time is but a tool to age us, you are present Everytime Money is a boundary made by humanity to gauge a dime Needs are but a dough kneaded for life of your thought Death is a servant to end our exam, even death will die in your presence Allah, please help, I am lost in you Allah, please help, I am lost in you What you sow, so you shall reap every man, in his father's name, weap when his children, his shoulder reach he will hold his anger, in remorse, but preach life is made of the genome burried deep truth will come forward, bitter but creep as years roll by, hair turn to grey as humanity shifts power, old but bray youth has his colors of emotion filled with life and commotion old are left out and betrayed their emotions lost and slayed bhullay shah talks of ages old his preaching, words written in gold bhullay shah assi marna nai Allah you are a magician at work you will not allow for anyone to go bizzark Allah in repentance, i bow to your greatness i see myself, turn from a shinning star to bleakness Allah please protect your divine creation let them not make the same mistakes in succession Allah protect and nurture my home protect my line, Thou love us more than our mom Allah bless us wisdom, money and golden time bless us faith, save us from satan and his crime i know i was a sinner, my time was filled with unholy crimes
  • 33.
    I call uponYour help, in despair, divine are your rhymes I dont want to reap what i had sowed i think, in front of you i have bowed i know you are near from your punishment i fear we are all sinners at large protect from satan make our homes, dont batan batir it into a Noah's barge Thou made human in the best of spirit Yet men resort to drink lots of spirit Since ages dark, he found lots of herbs To calm the senses in his long walk around curbs Life Thou made precious, left out the thought Human thought and thought but a lot In his thought he endeavered to search for his creator He thought of the Divine through his misfortune He thought out the world as we know it today He thought of Sunday, Saturday and than holy Friday Since human inception he concocted herbs of freedom To aid his thought and give flight to his freedom Ventured we have very far since days of dark Gave flight to our wisdom, which flies like a lark The herbs have been given a new command Using too much brain has caused a high demand We in centuries travelled only so far Created a doctor who lays down the bar What, which to take, how much to take Licensed doctor, give licensed drugs to take To take the drugs, with breads we bake The herbs still in Vogue in streets Humanity yearns to prescription herbs beats What sayeth thou of my romance I walk naked, without a penny I dance In your gratitude, I often prostrate In your absence, I feel betrayed Your wallet larger than the ocean of universe My cry a chirp, my romance fake, my write a verse Thou bestow us but a few drop on the roses Like the dew drop on wintery morning, in light roses I think you bestow all your wealth to but a few Filling their wallets, left alone with zilch more than a billion few Allah shrug off your anger and show your true benovelence Bless us as to your mightiness, forgive us, show patience For we are your creation, thou servants, in thick and thin Please forgive us, bless us, or else we will be thrown in a bin
  • 34.
    Haroon Rashid Chaudhry 25November at 09:59 · But Society does not forgiveth Nature does not forgiveth Distances encompassesyou Money circulates,imprison you Knowledge sets you free, Makes for you a virtual dee Needsmake a boundary All things name you Make you what you are Time healsno wounds It has no boundary It makes everythingwrought Time never forgives Oh Allah, I am but with you angry I have resorted to stay for you hungry Thou left the door of conscious ajar Its killing me, inside out, near and far Its been twenty long years since repentance Waiting, writing, living for your divine presence I pray you, beg you to close this door For I can become the same, for I am a boar Or open it wide, let my conscious stride So I can, for once, fight my battle, my last fight Oh Allah, I am in sorrow, in grief, for my plight My fate you wrote, my vile nature, let me see light My conscious is degrading me like potato blight I am sorry, I am angry, I can't take on this fight Oh Allah, with tears I take to this my solemn write I can not live in darkness, my evil nature, I can't fight Oh Allah, your omnipresence, your greatness, I am in fright With a tear of repentance, I talk to you, in truth I write I am lost, I am betrayed, for in my youth I did the same I Satan's host, I am dismayed, I and my family from my dame I ask your help, your presence, for wasted my life, I am dismayed PRAYER OF A Sinner III I see satan but from me he flee Standing alone I darkness, where I Be Saying curses to me out loud Disobeyed I but one command I never bowed To every call of Allah, you disobey and flee You don’t bow to Almighty Thee Your fate is worse than mine I curse you human, for a favor of time Evil uto ourselves we brought
  • 35.
    Learned this lessonfrom the Philosophy I have bought In hell’s burning fire I will surely wrought Oh Almighty, but I ask a favor from Thee Sins of past, make those serpents flee I want my present serving your path to free Make me guide, of the purity May I die while serving your supreme deity I ask for repentance for my future The generation I rolled for their future to be Like the shinning stars of history May they cherish yourself in purity Stop you satan, you bowed but one less to humanity But, I ask my master for forgiveness in purity Satan Disobedience Satan you disobeyed to the Almighty After living millions of years in serenity You had the highest ranks among the angels Almighty had provided you with keys and bangles But you did not bow to humanity And now you live in darkness till eternity Humanity never saw the Almighty But they ask for repentance in problems and poverty Every patron of humanity saw the light And spent his life in Allah’s fright But you continued to lead the humans abay And promised to led thy followers astray One disobedience is what it takes Or the seer and the believer this is the difference Of the purity of souls of the believer is like the purity of the lakes And the disobedience of the seer has no deliverance Humans believe yet they don’t see You disobeyed what you knew and believed And you never asked for repentance But you demanded supremacy in ignorance Of what you had not seen One bow to humanity, what it had been Strike ho gi Strike ho gi Apni Apni Bike ho gi Ruj key lutto Puj key lutto
  • 36.
    Sarey apney Rul keylutto Sada huq Aithey rukh Sada kukh Tuwada lukh A beauty, fair and plump I would not dare to dump A marriage, old and silver I would fear and shiver A diety fair, a bit round My thoughts, racing abound Allah i fear, i cherish thee For eternity i waited for this life be A beauty of youth and fresh I am old grey, and been a bad flesh Allah protect my family I will repent and restrain Please make my life heavenly From evil i will abstain Forgiveth He after justice Blesses eternal life in heaven Joy be when forgiveth He without justice Maketh both worlds eternal heaven Allah Raheem Drifter what you see Is a dream of God Is an imagination of His thought There is no rise, no fall In the things you see, or befall Intoxicated by your vision Started in me a solemn fission Humped nose, thin and sleek I wonder how your voice be sweet Fairness which makes fairies Burn with envy and they despise A human could be tidy She could stand like a diety
  • 37.
    Tall and slenderShe be kind Her beauty has turned me blind Ah, golden days of youth passed never return Go fetch my youth from brothel and bar Ah, Allah forgive my sins, make my unblemished return I, from holiness and innocence, stand wretched afar Shine me back, bright and gay, even my sins, please burn Ah Allah keep the doors of benovelence and forgiveness ajar Earth in Haiku 2 Live your life in fright From the heavenly eternal God Almight And never face earthly Plight Life’s not bed of roses Every human of heroicsand passion posses Decline faces from population exploded Earth he has killed unbeaten He surpassessatan all which is evil Biodiversityin bin he burnt Femaleshe cherishesskinny, shinny For his lust deployed many a markets But God restsforgotten dismayed All hands on deck destruction All he did wasa bad construction Left alone in dismay, depression Heal the Earth turn stone Stop runningafter the cursed rotten bone Leave this reminder on phone Lamenting Palestine If Allah pays no heed It means it has been decreed No servants be borne Or slaughter the ones that are born Muslims have have upset there masters Time and Money have sheltered in Rich Burn the houses of the mola’s They have sold themselves to, other than Allah Bring to Ashes the palaces of the kings For the rule not like the Emperor Mings Fight to death with your elite and Rich For they suck on your blood like leech No servants be borne
  • 38.
    Slaughter the onesthat are born For there mothers will cry and lament And your chances of success are dormant Allah has stopped paying heed Since the evil dawn after the Ali Supreme No khilafa to protect you from the darkness Which spawned after the Caliph Quad Be gone with the blood of your son Till the passenger rises from the North called Sun Till that day All muslim mothers will lament While there loved ones blood in soil ferment Earth in Haiku Live your life in fright From the heavenly eternal God Almight And never face earthly Plight Life’s not bed of roses Every human of heroicsand passion posses Decline faces from population exploded Earth he has killed unbeaten He surpassessatan all which is evil Biodiversityin bin he burnt Femaleshe cherishesskinny, shinny For his lust deployed many a markets But God restsforgotten dismayed All hands on deck destruction All he did wasa bad construction Left alone in dismay, depression Heal the Earth turn stone Stop runningafter the cursed rotten bone Leave this reminder on phone A notion of a girl Funny and slim without curl Lively to chat and answer Hot slick and a bouncer I fear the fear for i see In her eyes a trepidition To be is a wild plea I fear the ultimate trepidation Will devour her to be In her old age she may be depressed Her melancholy can not be caressed A notion of a beauty Slim, naughty and flirty Only prayers i can offer For am a sufi loafer
  • 39.
    Time, we willmaster you I will probably will not be able to But my genes will live to muster you You are the sole, master left to be From the horrors, which you decree Human race, will soon, your master to be Remember the years of the forgotten They could not span the earth, left beaten Remember the horrors of disease, By which the human race was eaten Remember thy lord Allah, created you The same Allah, said best creation, which created you Ahsan ul taqueem, we have mastered the like of you Money, granted to us by your maker Food, we are now the ultimate baker Civilization, now connected, reality a faker They all fell, to the Allah's Ahsun ul taqueem Time your horrors will end Distance we metered around the bend Time, humanity you will not offend Come what may I will struggle hard Still in dismay Shouting crowds Left alone, faithless World is of frauds Countless blessings Status quo, we betray Pacific, holds a storm Left alone, we crave The change, is evident The blessings divident The human race, betrays The nature at peace Brings about the change Humans are volatile Thus change he decrees Look the nature lost Pacificity, we no longer want The continous struggle Of the human race Will change Nature's face Time, we will master you I will probably will not be able to But my genes will live to muster you You are the sole, master left to be From the horrors, which you decree Human race, will soon, your master to be
  • 40.
    Remember the yearsof the forgotten They could not span the earth, left beaten Remember the horrors of disease, By which the human race was eaten Remember thy lord Allah, created you The same Allah, said best creation, which created you Ahsan ul taqueem, we have mastered the like of you Money, granted to us by your maker Food, we are now the ultimate baker Civilization, now connected, reality a faker They all fell, to the Allah's Ahsun ul taqueem Time your horrors will end Distance we metered around the bend Time, humanity you will not offend A dying father craves for his son Son in his turmoil can’t face the dying sun The seed had implanted on the wrong side With negativity and remorse is filled his kind With lust and passion is filled his life All the nurturing and advise he left beside Sorrow is what he has to suffice The seed grew into a fruitless tree From Almighty he asks for repentance Two fruits have befallen the tree Old and ragged his fruits till young In their sleep and the tree remembers When he was young Paid no heed to his father’s advice All he learnt was to cruelize Slowly moving to his grave Wishes his seeds to be brave But the cycle repeats and they pay no heed On this thought he starts to write his creed How easy would it be If sins were made of sand Spread in air, with a kick In righteous, we again blend How easy would it be If sorrows were made of clay Re mould with a little water And be happy and gay How easy would it be If repentance was engraved In stone, laced with gold and silver Shine bright in the end On judgement day
  • 41.
    How easy wouldit be If happiness was written bright Like the sun nourishes with light Every one would smile and be jive How easy would it be If pain was written on water Throw a stone and ripple to end One would roam free Allah please pay heed to me I was a darling, naturally faced like a monkey Society was harsh, spiritually moulded into a donkey Mentally non political, dumb, outcast I should have been slaughtered at birth Or tied to a bomb, made to an early blast I dreamt of skies, of flight, but could not grasp earth I had worn rich clothes, always Untidy, soiled with hearth I was welded to a goddess of this sober nature I killed my first son in womb to my rage and anger All the best my family was to blemish and blame I was a schizophrenic, I should never have been given a name All the best I yielded sons two, likes of me addict to cartoons Everyday labour starts, I beg for a dollar and a dime To be a handicap, breed and feed a family is my crime Nurturing my young ones, I fear, they follow my footsteps I could never finish the fight, never lessoned them to take bearsteps Drowned my poet rages while drugged, due my prescription An unholy man, pharaoh, Abu lahab, is the due description Oh lord, you are compassionate and sublime Guide this satanic soul, to life without crime Long hair, tucked in silk, light brown Fair color, makes the old man frown In her beauty, an old god drown He writes this melody, holds his crown Uniform figure, tall and slender Makes an old man, make a blunder Gentle voice, delicate coming from a cylinder Old man struck with awe, his hand in blender A beautiful, passionate, untimely jolt A notion to grab her and shut the door with bolt Ride her to nowhere, on a white handsome colt Makes a old man, turn to youth, wish to molt Aqalmundoon key is shehar mein Aoo pagal ko pagal banaein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Kitaboon key is shehar mein
  • 42.
    Muktab key hajoommein Aoo jahil ko jahil banein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Duaiyoon key dher mein Bimaroon ki ayadat mein Dua khanoon ki line mein Aoo bimar ko bimar banein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Duniya key hajoom mein Logoon ki bheer mein Dostoon ki mehfil mein Yaroon key chutleoon sey Aoo tanha ko akailay Kar dein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Ameero key mulk mein Raeesoon ki duniya mein Waderoon key pind mein Milloon key malik sey Duniya key malikoon mein Aoo ghareeb ko ghareeb banein Hum nahi kheltey dil dukhta hai Eighties were jive and alive Religions were tight and five Year two thousand came There were many singularities The generation apart unfamiliarities Two decades to switch the singularity The science up its sleeve many new reality Now the time passes quickly The singularities are too many sickly The unfamiliarities grow akin the folks Science a hot issue in many a talks Nothing seems impossible for the human mind Only thing it lacks is gentleness and to be kind Human race on its way to challange gods Many a races, on science ark abodes Quantum physics and molecular chemistry Microbiology, molecular biology, Pathophysiology abode this human history Who knows where the human race ends In its history many turmoils and bends Oh Allah, Thine art greatest None like you, Ye are the Fairest None shape for you, none like your shape No cape for you, Thou giveth the cape
  • 43.
    None to orderyou, Thine order stays forever Thou command Be, and command deliver None is born of you, none will born of you Thou art birth of none, no one claims you You have no enemies, none can stand ashoulder You have no friends, but Thou grant the insect beneath boulder Thine treasures no not bound, they are limitless Thine age no not a bound, thine age is limitless Thou art divine, we can not perceive you But not knowing you is a crime. In many ways i see you I cried and cried till a lonesome tear Left my soul fried and with many torn to tear Alas a satanic body and devilish soul With sinns and sorrows burnt like coal Forgiveness i ask of Thee, for the lonesome tear With thoughts of evil in my past i can not bear Allah, the master of worlds and time Thou can forgive, Thou art sublime Healers call me a state of depression and despair Witchcraft and witch doctors call for a evil spirit in pair Clergymen say its the work of Lord, thou has been blessed For i have been evil and satanic all my life i have cursed I ask Thee of forgiveness for all my evil, for the price of my tear A pilgrim with a cause To unblemish his flaws To rid his evil claws To wipe off the unholy clause Short was my stay for lesson Short was my life for holiness Short was my betray from Thou Short was my endeavor for forgiveness Yester years have rolled amidst a struggle Running here and there like a mange infested beagle Now old and grey i wish i could soar like an eagle While i lay resting and waiting for an ending crumble Short were my mistakes from past Short was my anger which would not last Short was my memory since my past Short was my stature and my caste A sin ladden body and a devish curse An unpaid debt and an empty red purse I lived and sold my soul to the devil Now molten and ready for turning on an anvil
  • 44.
    Allah, Thou artthe purest, guide me From the evils of satan, please hide me Visualize a name of Allah Then you will become Abdullah Love the prophet muhammad Our sole guide and beloved muhammad Sin upon sins piled up till the sky Alrehman forgiveth without a shy Sin upon sins dug deeper than the sea Alraheem will forgive thou and bless you a dee He only asks of you to ask for forgiveness He only asks of you to bow before him but relentless Alghafoor forgiveth without even thinking He giveth by just thinking Be and it shall be He giveth off the nectar, churns honey from bee He giveth off the colours, new colors to bumble bee He giveth wisdom, to the man, for things to be He guides the insects, towards their food to be He gives wings to the birds, in the skies they flee He gives the animals, to nurture their young, in a dee He gives us time to repent and prostray to Thee He is everlasting, master of time, past, present and to be A drop of tear shed A leap of faith As rustling autumn leaves as thoughts of past leave's brown, downy and brittle my body starts to shrieval as my repentance as a tree which stops to quiver my earthly abode soul shiver syria my last arrow quiver as the new dawn shows prescence A drop of tear shed As i lay fated in my bed i seek Thine forgiveness Allah Thou ever Green Your Esteemd Highness forgive us for our greed forgive our lost creed let us more to breed from our sins let us be freed
  • 45.
    As i drovequickly A wagon of government strictly Enroute both in untimely haste Would have led to a colliding waste I put on my brakes most quickly Let the wagon pass waving strictly From the window glanced an anger I thought i was in ultimate danger I waved at the angry young man A smile, and i saw a special human A smile, worth a thousand smiles A wave which lasted a several miles A smile, so pure and heavenly kiss From nature a promissing bliss I can not forget that smile As long as i drive on a forgotten mile God i see why thou create the blemishes So that the humans can unite and forget squirmishes The angel above would not compare The nourishment of that childs stare To the bone and soul, i was bare Stand with the angels, people please care To part with that smile, i would not like to dare Leap of faith I am a looser to loose I have no antlers, a dumb moose I ask of Thee of work Thou grant to someone in dark lurk I ask of Thee a handful of money Thou grant to the passing by honey I ask Thee of wisdom and knowledge Thou grant to the man sitting on the ledge I ask Thee of richess of the world and hereafter Thou grant to the man in the black with the halter I ask Thee for patience and little bit of glory Thou grant to the men in rags and driving a lorry I ask Thee of power and fortune Thou grant to the rich and drug addict out of tune I ask of Thee in dismay of my death and an end Thou taketh away the pain of someone else in bed I ask Thee to help me take a leap of faith Thou nurture the old astray and help him bathe Thee are greatest, Thine powers great Thine heart and balance finer than grate Thee surpasseth all in your powers But Thine richess finds the cruelest in showers
  • 46.
    Me, myself abodethe man in the mirror Asked few questions to the man in the mirror Man in the mirror looked ragged and in despair From the hardships of fighting he did not prepare The lines on the faces were all to similar The problems facing were all to familial The boot was empty and in hands of children The powers were drained and all left but children The final kick i could never goal Ended up always driving my head in the pole A few punches here and there and end of wall I could never win life, life not my playing ball Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As the darkness creepsin me As the lure of death nears me As the torment of life bestowed upon me As i lament for the unsuccessful man in me Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i lay in bed, sore, of unfruitful life As i made mistakesand as i cruelize While my body lay in bed sore in belize Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i could not breed, but bred sons As i dared, but could not earn bread and buns As i flew, but was casteaway, myfriendly runs Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i was shunned, bymy people but friends few As i was nurtured bythe devilish, fiends but few As i shunned life into dessertion, and flew Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i tried to bleed, manya times As i tried to read, many with rhymes As i grew tired of many a crimes Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i praywith your name in focus As i weep with your name for forgiveness As i believe for freedom in another life Hey god, do you ever thinkabout me As i lay Bed like a bay Trying to keep evil abay While i curse in dismay Look for shopping on ebay Friends and fiends all betray My thoughts slowly decay
  • 47.
    As death creepsin for me As gods fear a fortune for me As the death bells tolls As i near ending my stroll As the sun drowns for new dawn As i see the heavenly fawn I search for my existance but frown I could only furnish me with a earthly crown Restless but calm I turned to my balm On the wound i inflicted myself With a sharp kitchen knife I tried to cut through the skin While sleeping were my kith and kin It was painful when i was cutting With death by my own hands i was flirting It was painful and my soul hurt more I couldnt do it like always like before My soul is shaken from the horror Of failure and of sorrowevil up closer A realization, a cruelty, a message for god Thine knife is not sharper on simpleton and clod Thou want us to suffer the pain without gains While we sell our faith for some rotten grains A message to you my Lord in heaven up high Be gentle and end us all naives without shy Make it swifter and sweeter than honey and wine For we are the poor folks with claws benign We beg mercy from the horrors of time Be swift, dont shudder us in pain, forgive our crime We all beggers upon beggers for merciful end Thou art angry and Thou will not bend Dear god, i am reading my diary Were you there when i was born Were you there when they named me Were you there when i roamed free Were you there when i became me Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i sinned Were you there when i skimmed Were you there when i kin, ed Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i drank Were you there when i singed
  • 48.
    Were you therewhen i rhymed Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i was belittled Were you there when i was baffaled Were you there when i repented Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i rebuked Were you there when i refused Were you there when i confused Dear god, could you see it before me Were you there when i bled Were you there when i fled Were you there when i cried Dear god, could you see it before me Saintly white Heavenly bright Elderly fright Old age my plight Short statured Doll natured Lame excuse Seen, blown fuse Dressed in pink She sent a link Old and grey Wife not to betray Miniature lady Wish her sugar dady Sad train of events and mistakes bleeps and blunders is what it takes spending a life means like eternity but probably a millisecond in this eternity yet life meant challenging my faternity now my wife holding on to us due maternity pair to defy me at my stake as i nourish them with bread, butter and cake sometimes dream of sitting besides a solemn lake inner concious torments me to anxiety on face a smile fake turned 44 and today the first day of 45 came of my mistakes i have no one to blame thank you dear friends for wishing me a birthday cake but i have spent my life like a person fake
  • 49.
    forgive me alldear and sundry infront of Allah i break down and cry bring the years to every human and child that blessings in lots for him are filed I wish I invent a god In my forties, with my sorties at odd I am tired of standing erect and tall I wish I had a god Who was not cruel at all Every man was handsome and tall Looked like a figment of Newman, Paul Every feminine goddess beautiful and doll Looked like Angelina jolie standing tall Every man and woman worked till fall Earning the same dough which last the fall None be poor or rich to call And no fear to anyone befall School be free for the siblings all And their health be sacred to community all Everyone be enlightened and on call To every problem the humanity befall None be sacred or shunned by all God’s heaven be free for all These are but aesthete’s flaws But I surely want to tell them all I wish I invented a god Who would not be cruel to big or small Likes of aesthete’s take the blame for all While they suffer in soul and still stand tall I wish I had a god Who wasn’t cruel at all Haroon Rashid Chaudhry 21 March · Bahawalpur · Yesterdayithought i was going to die of plight New sun arose and shone its light It made me see my path in limelight I had a new destination to end my fright My new path was made to me clear I have to continue my struggle for my dear I have not pass but love for the family not fear That is the only truth i saw which may be but mere
  • 50.
    Echoes of thePoor A community in shambles Life seeks bread crumbles Ragged cloths worn to dare Scent which avoids to, stare Beauty and health at large Children born in line Some small, some large Old and grey, but all serve And never go astray Money they think is on next curve Blemished and outcast From streets and cement cast Yet cleanliness of our homes To them we owe Our children rest in the hands And learn to bow And our culinary To them we owe While despair and poverty Is for them eternal property I have fought and fought for decades two Rumbling in my own arena for decades two Today a date with forty and seven I wish i was with a date with god in heaven Blemished my genome stays vile and indecent While i hide from the mosques, moon crescent I wish a messiah will rise from the ashes And turn away and beget a load full of lashes I have hid in desolution and ambiguity of earth I am a lonesome dark devil residing in my own hearth Tired i am from living a lie of mere subsistence Awaited i stay from the light and holy assistance I await my death from the sorrow of long schizophrenia In my spirits i wish the punishment of deadly anemia I have fought and destroyed the life of three I could never beget how it feels to be a deep rooted tree I could not be gentle or pure at spirit Heavens god awaits my dirty rotten spirit Though evil i shun but the thoughts are impure Its a dilemma of mine to stand alone and wish i was pure Tired in desolution, i think i have struggled in vain It was better to drain my sorrows and blood in a gutter drain In vain i fought for the richness of life and glory I think it would been better to end my life hit by a lorry
  • 51.
    It was agruesome punishment To spend lifetime in repent It was a lifetime to remorse To take and eat from a psychedelic resource All the pain and pleasures gone To take the fall and begone Life was good and gentle and sublime To my hormones and not the god sublime Animal instincts when they overtook Lost all essence from the book Shivering, is the soul from within Quivering is the body yet breathing A few mistakes is what it took A few decades of sickness repentance i forelook I am tired of fighting and lieing I am tired of a glorious tomorrow, belieing I ask thee of forgiveness, to end this life of sorrow I ask thee of benovelence, to win a better tomorrow I have my own rhythm I have my own rhyme I will write my prodigy In my own special line I have worked and roamed For a dollar and dime I have no shame To eat from sludge and slime Working like a horse on line I will earn bread for my children to dine I have sinned and sinned Many more a thousand time In my desolution, i repent For the sinns a few hundred time I have forfeited To my master time I request an honest ear From my maker God sublime Glide Like a Kite To the God
  • 52.
    Almight Tell Him You soared Likean Eagle Towards Light Fought Like a Lion Show Him Your Scars And wrinkles Aged With Time Unread messages Unlearnt lessons Unread stories Unburnt bins Untidy beds Untold stories Unfolded life Uncertain death Unfed children Unidentified wives Unified life With passion And strife Unread messages Unlearnt lessons Unread stories Unburnt bins Untidy beds Unheard voices In my head Unclear vision Unseen world Untold stories Unfolded life Uncertain death Unfed children
  • 53.
    Unidentified wives Unified life Withpassion And strife Too many failures To talk about In this lifetime Lost In Chequard Life Blemishes Too Great To rub Enlightment Scared By Mental Health Be gone Type Your Demise You Are A sinner You Will Never Shine Bright As i sleep Angels blood drip As i think deep Angels bleed As i sleep My parents reap Of untold blemishes Which i keep As i sleep My children bleep
  • 54.
    Of untold horrors Ibequeath As i sleep I see evil in me As i sleep Gods forsee As i sleep I see horror Which resides in me As i sleep I see angels die As i sleep A bloody creep Of creatures of deep As i sleep I see i reap My blemishes My sins to keep Surrah Aadiyaat Look Yonder, Those beast at their best Flames run from their nostrils, Burning flames of glory While the move towards their target Lightening befalls the earth While they kick the dirt while running on earth Those which don’t sleep at night And rip the enemies apart at night And return glorified with the sunrise They are virtuous as the first light of dawn Mankind is at a fault They cherish the wealth of this life While Man knows not what lies beyond Allah knows all, which is loud or in the heart For He knows All, sees All, and hears All Man fears not when He will be rounded up On the Judgement day and what ever is in their hearts Will be louded for all to know and For Allah only will persist I will live on in my scripts Let loose while darkness encrypts Like a lesson learnt
  • 55.
    Like in afaith burnt Phrophets have come and gone While they were alive they were told begone Like a heart turned Life is a lesson learnt Prophets in humanity have out shown They have worn the crown and the gown Like a page turned Like a flour churned Prophets have the ideas by them alone They enlightened and had a saintly cone Like a leaf burnt Nature had a lesson learnt As I look deep inside me My genes were marred they humiliate me I should not have married I should not have spoiled and left burried My emotions to cross and cross again I should have dodged and dodged again My children, unfortunate like me My darling, my spouse who married me Now my children carry my stupidity They make the same mistakes with rigidity Who knows what there fate will be I should not have said please marry me Chains of events unfold in front of me As I see a glimpse of my past in my dee I should not have spoiled a bride I should have yanked and let stride My genes are insanely foolish as can be I have worked my evil like a donkey Allah you have to strengthen me And guide us as to your path but subtly As I look deep inside me My genes were marred they humiliate me I should not have married I should not have spoiled and left burried My emotions to cross and cross again I should have dodged and dodged again My children, unfortunate like me My darling, my spouse who married me Now my children carry my stupidity They make the same mistakes with rigidity Who knows what there fate will be
  • 56.
    I should nothave said please marry me Chains of events unfold in front of me As I see a glimpse of my past in my dee I should not have spoiled a bride I should have yanked and let stride My genes are insanely foolish as can be I have worked my evil like a donkey Allah you have to strengthen me And guide us as to your path but subtly Haroon Rashid Chaudhry 15 March · Bahawalpur · EverythingI touch turnsto dust I am but an unholy, rotten bust EverythingI earn is dear for rest I have a vile brain and a dark chest No friends,no foes in this life I fought for all but put them in strife I am an err of the nature and gods I am always in a quarrel with family and clods I could not master money, dollar and dime I could not dance to tune of money and its chime I could waste time, lying, laid for hours And take quick, bouts of cold showers I could not muster the religion that wasmy crime And satanic versesI wrote too many in my time I am lost, akin to devil and righteous looser In my thoughtsvile, dial a devil, and a pharmaceutical boozer What an err of nature, gentle in disguise I could never make a home in whichever belize bhulaya tu kina zalim ishq wi nai kita zalim jey firyon da ishq jhoota zalim fair uda na moosa naal kida joraya zalim jey abu jahal way jhoota zalim fair Quran which udda naa kyon aye zalim bhulaya tu kina zalim ishq wi nai kita zalim rub rub karda kitabaan parhaya lub lub tu gheebataan nal bharaya chub chub tu lookaan nal larya har kurri tey tera dil aye arrayay bhulaya tu kina zalim ishq wi nai kitta zalim
  • 57.
    Waving stranger As Iroam with a cigi in hand A beauty wearing a diamond band With wavy hairs and blowing in pairs How would love to run my finger dear Aroused is my manly bear But cant leave my family I hold dear Wavy hair and pink luscious lips Would love to dip them in choco dips Might be if I had asked a coffee break All that would have taken is a humorous retake How easy would it be If sins were made of sand Spread in air, with a kick In righteous, we again blend How easy would it be If sorrows were made of clay Re mould with a little water And be happy and gay How easy would it be If repentance was engraved In stone, laced with gold and silver Shine bright in the end On judgement day How easy would it be If happiness was written bright Like the sun nourishes with light Every one would smile and be jive How easy would it be If pain was written on water Throw a stone and ripple to end One would roam free Allah please pay heed to me Sorry Allah, i have sinned, i have bragged satan in my heart i have always dragged i had sold my soul to the evil,devil inside i have always lived with devil, evil beside i am a rotten apple whom fell from thine gace i dont know on judgement day, how thine will i face i am the worst of pharoahs, sinner to the bone i dont know, how my children live, they are my clone
  • 58.
    Abu lahab isa sibbling, feeble for the likes of me i know my secrets, evil resides in me i bossom is fllled with the evil within yet i live, laughing, eating and breathin life was hard, so was the society devil nurtured within me with paucity O Allah, putrid, foul, evil and devilish, i may be i submit to you and muhammad, please let me be the torch bearer of purity, buy my soul back cause and effect is a beauty, in evil i dont want to slack I ask redemption for the life ahead by thine i want to be lead please forgive me and let me be Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle Thou, your servant and our maker With this I announce Allah our maker Thou giveth direction to the world Animals, man, insects and every bird Equality, harmony and beneficience Conqueror of makkah, we salute thee in silence Peace be upon you from all muslims Till death overtake us, till we lay down in muslins We shout, we rebound, we cry, we try Heavenly salutation unto you, till we die Thou showed us the color of Allah, our God While breaking all statues, end satanic fraud I am blemished, I am not pure To my insanity there is no cure Satan has captured me in his lure Sin I will, I am human, that's for sure Oh Allah don't break this triangle I don't seem to see any other angle Please forgive me, I am a sinner Dressed in platter to Satan's dinner Don't let that happen don't let it be For me please say, I am forgiven, let be There is a place between heaven and earth Where liars and cheaters are burnt in hearth There is a place in the hearts of old and grey Where calm waters are Pacific while they pray There is a place in the hearts of a child Where happiness is joyous, carelessly wild There is a place in wombs of mothers
  • 59.
    Where life isborn and yield sisters and brothers There is a place high upon greenery and tree Where nature flourishes and life is but free There is a place high above hills and mountains Where clouds form and nurture life like fountains There is a place deep down in earth so deep Where one rests till eternity while loved ones weep There is a place in hearts and above the star Where our Lord Allah governs all near and far Thou need no reason to make Thou need no reason to break Non can stop you to remake Non can stop you to make and break We are humans we have form Thou art sublime free from all form We err and we strive, we care and beware Thou art pure, Thou art cure, Thou art aware We have a beginning, we have an end Thou art limitless, Thou are endless Every rule you can easily bend We cherish, we flourish, we have masters Thou need none of us, you have no need Though need no reason, to make or to take peek We have ills, we have chills We can devours gold ladden hills Thou art pure, Thou art maker of those hills We eat, we devour, we are governed by greed Thou ain't evil, thou art pure, you have no need Sleepless in the middle of night I need redemption, my evil I will fight Please forgive us, so I can become one of right What was before you You were there before you What will be after you You will be there after you You knoweth no begining You knoweth no end Every rule you can easily bend Beginning and end is slave to time You are the master, thou art sublime Time obeys you, and you govern it Twist and turn, you control it There is no begining There is no end
  • 60.
    Every rule youcan easily bend You have always been You will always bee I am you servant, Trying to understand thee Forgive me as I am only human To err is my destiny, to err is a reason to be I seek redemption Please forgive me From the soil of Arabia The greatest Prophet we begeteth Of all the riches of the World We Love from him we begeth The richnessof heart and soul The daughter he got was a doll and on his shoulder was the Black Shawl Every stoney god he stood up and maul Talked about the One and Only True God The Master of Time and the RichnessBeyond I solemnlyHold myself in his custody bond in an effort that eternal blissmay be found A true leader and feeder of the thought A true conqueror likes of which will not be borne Despite his demise centuriesago, but we still don't mourn For he is Alive and with Allah wearingthe ultimate Crown Haroon is my name Idling is my game Almighty when yo refrain I could never explain I am a sinner I am a passion I am Satan's dinner Always outta fashion Haroon is my name Never let in the fame Excuses I make but lame Never understand the game Like the batman's bane I lost my line and lane Haroon is my name Thinking to flirt a dame
  • 61.
    Thinking why Icame To this world so tame A palette full of colors A ballet of dancers A child messing with colors A singer sings a melody A monk charms away A holy man recites to keep Evil and darkness abay The child sees bright and gay The youth in its lust drift away The decades pass with no notion The colors cherished with devotion As the child grows old and grey The colors dim to the shades of dark and grey Like the night full of stars Memories shine in the colors dark There is no color like the color of Almight Old man tries to color himself bright In the same colors as of God The brightest colors are the colors of the lord Rain of sorrows Rain made of water Keeps life in flatter Runs down the drain On roads and terrain Rain drains to canal Drips cloths of cotton And of the rich flannel Drench humans to bottom Enrich the Wells drains to rivers Cherish humans while acting like beavers The water flows to the eternal seas Blossoms the flowers for the bees Rain drops from heaven to brighten life Ends the drought and ends the strife Bends the rules of the hunger and famish Runs the rules of life without blemish A drop of tear from the mother's eye A drop of repentance from a sinners eye A drop of pain from sickened mind A drop from eyes of the eternal blind Raises the ranks of the humanity to heavens
  • 62.
    The unknown human Amind set of emotions beastly A hand set on dinner off feastly A salary of a few dimes measly A hidden notion of richness misty I am the unknown human I am a pain to the ones called man I have a notion to walk with cane Since greatness is to me bane I am a man with a reputation lame I am hungry for nasty fame All I got was a cool and beautiful dame A a pair of sons to give them my name Lying down on the bed feeling insane I lived my youth likes of cain Beating with sticks my faithful great dane Now my evil lies hidden behind my mane The insignificant Man Six foot tall and ready to fight To remedy his earthly thought and plight Drinking wine and having caviar as diet To the unique gold he gives a bite Well where he stands in front of Al might Striving for richness with all his might Living bacteria in his gut, size of a micron Insignificant in his face living in his feces brown An upset of bowel and the human gives a frown Allah Al might never in hunger leave both to drown Yonder in the dark starry night Stands tall a star million miles but to human a pinch of light Yet insignificant is the human in its daze and bright Not even the size of a dust mite Allah governs all far, near, big and small His laws govern all as he stands tall A notion called life Without a pinch of spice A notion called manhood A testes driven mardood A notion called wife
  • 63.
    Dash of redchillies and spice A notion called child Bewildered, joy and cried A notion called parent Shouting, beating and repent A notion called house Made after caressing the blouse A notion called home Yelling, screaming, yet gold and chrome A notion called office I am lost thats suffice A notion called grave Keep your head up and be brave A notion called god Every human has made his own fraud A notion called money Lost after marrying a honey Nation without a notion Nationals without a nation Humans who knoweth not humane Animals which die of extinction Christ hanged and left to bane Movement which knoweth no friction Kings and queen and a beautiful dane Poor left to hunger and without salvation Humans born to be sons of caine Blinded by rage and aggravation Humans make excuses lame Humanity lost to deprivation Nationals without a nation Nation without a notion