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Darker the coffin , darker the soul
Deeper it is rooted , deeper are its wounds.
Tantalizing tortures , drenched in blood
Speak up, I can’t perceive your fretful yawls.
Tottering ground spits your bones out,
My rats masticate your rotten flesh.
Darkness has subdued you inside out,
Your senses have be-numbed, emotions at halt.
Darker the soul , darker the sins
Deeper in Hell , deeper in flames.
Till eternal you shall sustain and suffice.
See, how without nails you are crucified.
A Home where you'll live without doors,
Led in rooms of luxe, heated with fiery coals.
Mounted upon, that’s how you shall rove
Catered with decayed bones, satisfy your hunger.
Darker the sins , darker the scowls
Deeper your cries , deeper your howls
Distorted figure, you can’t imagine at all
Now you understand what ugliness is all about.
Harpoons perforating your rock hard heart,
Razor-sharp scissors editing your lively tongue.
Your eye orbs are being pricked with needles,
You saw them in pain , now feel what you saw then.
Darker the scowls , darker the terrors
Deeper the time , deeper the sufferings.
Sun's on your head , water's a far ahead
To attain, you must walk upon the spears head.
Your tear of surrender shall generate more distress,
Consent with the fact you are here forever.
From birth till death you dwelt in deluxe
For a change now savour an untried mode of pleasure.
Welcome to my humble Infernal Regions,
I am the Appointed Lord of the Hell -
The Darkness in coffin is the darkness I am,
I'm the Possessor of the soul clothed with darkness,
I'm called c0fF|NdrK, my Shadow descends down in Hell.
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My Intense Passion For Him
O Allah, Give Me Creativity
The Song Of Hell
Last Card
Why Me?
Broken Trust
From My Beginning Till My End
The Tall Flame
So Called World
Lost Silhouettes
Let We Be Friends
Days
Just A Little Sad. [ NEW
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.... and the list goes on.
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The day
she wished to be like me,
For attributes I possessed -
That day I left dreaming to be like her,
For everyone's dark inside
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As by now, all would have known that, 'The Ache Of
Being' is a collection of poems written by Farhan Noor.
The Book is divided into four sections,
namely :
Part 1 : ALLAH
... I Am Alpha And Omega.
Part 2 : DEATH
... another expression of interest in life.
Part 3 : HARDLY
EVER!
... but now I know it.
and lastly...
Part 4 : BLADE ON
THE FEATHER
... more frightened than hurt.
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