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The contempt’s from the stranger’s eyes,
A weakened hope and all the vain tries.
On a hill I stand with a strong breeze beside,
Scripting on a stone, the way I died.
A bullet from a cold shaking metal gun,
Blew the brains embedded in my skull.
Unconscious and oblivious and dark and dull,
My legs surrendered the support and down I crumpled.
Heavy showers started to downpour on my corpse,
The rats and birds dined on my flesh and bones.
Within moments they drilled thousands of holes,
There were none to at least bury the leftovers.
I kept on questioning the God Almighty,
"Why does it always have to be me?"
Reasoning with all, I still couldn’t believe,
Hell with the scattered brain,
The broken bones that laid,
But those same miseries and pain,
Of which I had to do all this,
Are still left in my conscience,
God,
Why Me?
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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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