Monday 2 December 2013

  • when the masses are not against you, you probably are wrong:pure has to fight through the corrupt in whole and the righteous need to rise when weak so as to shed the impure from the pure

A POEM WRITTEN FOR ME AND ON ME, BY MY DEAR FRIEND SHAHEER, AN AMAZING PERSONALITY SKETCH , I CAN`T EVEN EXPRESS MY AMAZEMENT SAVE GRATITUDE

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Saad ! I just wrote down you a poem. Its not that good but I sat and spent my time thinking about your eyes full of soul. Hope you would like it ! O ye the fearless lady hid behind this veil, cool and hectic blue those eyes you use to disguise. Black pearls they shine the misty light, colder and brighter than moonlight. Thou see not the stories buried in white as silk graves. The living corpses of reflections that project through your chest. O my friend ! How clear your past is in your mighty sight, from womb to adulthood all the restless life, carved on your black surface. Ah ! the silence of your look puts my soul at rest. Flys me away from the noisy world. Your brows bow to us , They are broken ,dejected from material love. Your eyes have no tears - never will. like a dry oasis haunted for years, you find life who nears death. Come ! Come. The mighty lady ! Throw the veil off.Stand up to the world foes. Look up with your story clear as crystal in your heart. Let the world behold the beauty of love that lives in you.