What is it to be a fragment of a fragment

And part of a part ,but not whole..!

Why they call this mire of shades ,a life .

Is it not just flow of awesome fluids.?

Which has no start and no end .

What pity is this

That the Moon enjoys solemn nights alone

And Sun is born to burn and burn..

Ah.. then to live is tyranny.

Even death is not end ,

Then where will it end ?

Why  are we  slaves of the Slave .?

What is this caricature of floating images

Filled with some little heads

Which cognizes things only in proportion and comparison.

Torn between two extremes

Want to solve the riddle, but make it more riddle .

Far away Yahweh at his throne

Hurls  them from  one pain to another ,

Makes them bow and they -

consider it their lot ; never complain.

What justice is this ...

Why not we tear our hearts together ..?

Why not shake the heaven with our wail

And take him out of the dark cave.

Look : what this noble creature has done

Standing on his time bomb

Boasts to save the world .

Drinks poison and wants cure,

Blots millions to save one ,

e v i lWant peace in pieces

Ah… Evil is just evil,

And will never cease to become  more

 

 

 

The sun slid aside  


And river ran the evening tide.

Their faces were damp

Their desire was dark

They could feel the emptiness of the soul.

Ti's better to yield than constant war ,

Or an easy compromise

May be vicious

Could be peaceless

But peace is out of question

Thirst may not quench ,

But one last jerk, almost last morsel

And then                    BLEAKNESS                 again...  

 

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We live without form,

Though posses matter,

But no constant shape

And live to lie in dualism,

To have our own solo being ,

For this plurality keep us live

So we live in diversity.

This flavour of  living 

Sometimes  seems  sour ,

Or it could be a violent death in life ,

But we live

We may flicker ,but live

And now bored no more

nothingness ..   Just

 

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 Pak ser zameen shad bad

Tukh ,tukh tukh ,tukh tukh tukh ,tukh

Aewmmn bang Aewmmn bang

Peep peep,  pi paa pi paa pi paa

Buzzzzz burrrrrrrr .............BANG.

Your last hope,

The master of black magic T.T Tricky

Like a virgin ,touch for the very first time

Beat it just beat it

The magic potion ,one drop will rejuvenate you.

The master of black magic

T.T Tricky TT tricky TT tricky

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   The Sexton tolls the evening bell

Night creatures creep in silent hell.

Spirit of the night booms

And the old owl looms

Into the darkness more. The wolves howl

And split the night in  jerking hours and minutes.

Tun tun tun

A scary figure limps out of the  darkness,

And stirs the city of living dead

Zombies are out  for flesh and blood

Zombies are out  for flesh and blood

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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