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Depression

Depression, it can creep up on you and stab you,
Strip you of your life, dreams and grab you,

Bring you down into a dark pit and drag you,
Then suck your life force out and gag you,

Friends become strangers, moving further apart,
You lose control of your mind and heart,

Isolated in a crowd of people, ever so alone,
Dribbling your rhymes on the phone,

You put up a fake smile, your wear happiness as a guise,
You go to work all day, nights spent sleepless in muted cries,

You sit alone, smoke and drink,
When your close eyes, you think,

What happened, where did it all go wrong,
Where do you fit in,  where do you belong.

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Once Again

So it started,  with a little affection,  little flirt,
Falling again,  forgetting the old hurt,

Not knowing where the road leads, 
Knowing the effort and dedication it needs,

So you start the journey once more,
Living in present,  like never before,

The fast heart beat,  the long awaited talks,
The dreams of love,  and long walks,

You smile,  when she smiles,
Forgetting the distance and long miles,

A connection established,  a bond made,
Affection or love,  eternal or bound to fade?

So began the long sleepless nights,
Full of energy,  sparkles and lights,

So begins another story,  a new tale,
Towards a happy ending or another fail?

The Last Goodbye

Your eyes, deep, sexy and green,
You were in the last year of teen,

 

Your voice was music to my ear,
You were far, yet always so near,

 

So started this journey of you and me,
A gamble with fates and our destiny,

 

Many differences were overcome, compromises made,
It seemed like our love would just never fade,

 

The long Skype calls, the pleasure of sleepless night,
The joy, the happiness, the kisses, hugs tight,

 

But retrospectively everything looks nice,
There were many troubles in that paradise,

 

A strong heart but many times you broke it,
I believed the lies when you spoke it,

 

The sleepless nights were often spent crying,
When you didn’t reply me, I kept trying,

 

Like a lost puppy I kept coming back,
And the basic human intelligence you lack,

 

You made me feel miserable at times,
Maybe a twisted joke for your father’s crimes,

 

And the times when you would ignore me,
Broke me inside out, not even restore me,

 

Fighting with you, day and night,
Drenched in darkness without a light,

 

I lie in my poems about a fairy tale,
Being with you was torture but I didn’t bail,

 

That time when I called you and you passed the phone to your cousin,
You stood by laughing when he abused me for no reason,

 

And the time when you slept in arms of a friend,
Your betrayals started then and continued till the end,

 

All the money I wasted on the gifts I sent,
You stayed with me until I paid your rent,

 

And then you saw another man with money,
And you pursued him, being sweeter then honey,

 

You forgot four years of thick and thin,
You broken the promises for a temporary win,

 

You forgot the times I did save you,
And all your lies that I forgave you,

 

So here is a last goodbye, you’re gone,
It took me a while, but I finally moved on.

Poems

Eenie, meanie, minie, mo,
Guess who’s back with a brand new poem, bro!   

And I dont mean poem as in words put in rhymes,
It has to have a meaning, a context, these are different times,

You get a thought in your head,
The deeper meaning of words said,

You think about the power of words in the message you send,
Sometimes following the rules, sometimes starting a new trend,

A poem is the singing of your mind,
Reflections on your current life and of what you left behind,

Its a timeless wonder, open to interpretation, an immortal being,
About your life, past, present and future, what your mind is seeing,

There is no limit on it, no one to hold you back,
The saints are extinct, there is no white and black,

The best poems are about existance, the human feeling,
What love and life gives, what loss and death are stealing,

Sometimes you write for others but sometimes it’s just for you,
Sometimes about the breakups and for the love which was true,

Sometimes about politics and issues of life,
Sometimes about happy endings and a loving wife,

Sometimes about desires and dreams,
Sometimes about the hurt and screams,

But the truth is that writing is your savior and grace,
It gets you through the hardships that you face.

November Rain

I have never loved anyone as much I have loved you,
My intentions were pious, my feelings were true,   

 

As I think back at all the times, the memories pass before my eyes,
The flings end and are forgotten but the love that was true never dies,   

 

There came many after you but your thought was always in my head,
Still sometimes I think about you when I sleep alone in my bed,   

 

I often wonder if you are also thinking of me and  do you cry,
Do you still hold on my things, would you come back, would you try,   

 

I will forgive you and forget and I will hug you tight and I will kiss you deep,
The sun will shine on us, as ours eyes will meet as we begin to weep,   

 

The fate has played a mortal game with us, the destiny brought pain,
We are wandering on our seprate paths, lost in this november rain.

Just Enough

May i have enough to get by,
To smoke herb and get high,

 

To visit other dimensions and fly,
To rise up, rebel and defy,

 

These people in power who deny,
These people with suit and tie,

 

Who make us suffer and cry,
Now their end is nigh,

 

Time for them to suffer and die,
A freedom  you cannot buy,

 

No matter how hard you try,
They will never understand you and I,
I am anything but an ordinary guy,

 

I had dreams which were shattered and broken,
But I finally broke my silence and have spoken,

 

I listened to my mind and was free,
I appear to you here but I live in Bree,

 

Or some other fantacy land,
Dgenxali is my identity, my brand,

 

I am the singer, the guitarist, the drummer, the whole fucking band,
No matter how many times you throw me down, I always rise up and stand,

 

Dont be fooled by my greetings and smiles,
I have lived hundred lives and ran thousand miles,

 

I just want enough to take care,
Of my parents who have always been there,

 

And of my brother who studies hard,
Whose hard work will have a reward,

 

I just want enough to serve my country and make it proud,
To shine light on it and it’s talented crowd,

 

Punjab, the land of five rivers is my mother,
The Sindhi, Balochi, Pakhtoon is my brother,

 

I just want enough to make this world a happy place,
To make it a paradise for people of every race,

 

To fight and make extinct the racism,
The nationalism, the nazism, the fascism,

 

I just want enough to look in God’s face,
To praise him, to love him, to be in His grace,

 

I just want enough to get by,
To live in peace, and in peace die.

Words

Words. Their power is undeniable. The impact that they can have on our lives,  our decisions, our relationships,  our day to day encounters is unmistakable. They make or break relationships,  especially the fragile ones. Relationships are fragile,  even the ones we think will never end and are Eternal and will go on forever. Words have the power to destroy and to create. But creating is difficult. You can spend all your life building a relationship and with some words it can end. The whole journey comes to a stop. It ends. You can try to take back your words,  rethink them, apologize, but what’s broken is broken, it can never be fully mended,  it will always carry the scars, the cracks. No matter how much you try to mend them,  the hurt of words is a grave wound. Sometimes you can’t go back no matter how much you wish you could. People often think that the only fragile relationships are the one between a guy and a girl, a couple, boy friend and girl friend. But those are not the only kind of fragile relationships. Sometimes even the immortal friendships you have with your friends of lifetimes can end with the sword of words. And even the eternal relationships like your parents can become complicated by the mortal web of words. And you are stuck in present,  this venomous poisonous weaving web, you can’t go back. Relationships become diluted, feelings hurt and egos win. You are never the same again. Becoming estranged with people who have spent your life with is not a feeling you wish even on your enemy. But there is a reason behind everything,  the words uttered are not always meaningless. Sometimes they are needed,  sometimes you need to speak for yourself,  to defend yourself from attacks,  attacks on your character, your personality,  on you as a human being. When you are accused, judged, made fun of,  insulted, mocked, laughed at.
Is it not right to express your anger? So what would one do in such situation? Just accept the consequences and move on, stop caring, accept estrangement, shed a tear alone, live with it? Or you keep trying to mend it,  to save it, to apologize,  to talk and to resolve?
I don’t know the answer but the choice is yours.

The Journey Of Life

Sitting alone in a rainy day,

Tired of games, too bored to play,

Nothing left to do, no demons to slay,

No one to please, no one to obey,

 

Panic, disorder, crisis of identity,

Is someone out there, any entity?

 

In the world of grey, there is no black and white,

Darkness is everywhere, no hope here, no light,

 

In this scarcity of matter, the emptiness is atomic deep,

What is real or imagination, what to lose, what to keep,

 

Finding God in this infinite multiverse,

Athiests fool themselves, but why are religions diverse?

 

In the grand scheme of things, who am I?

Do I matter, or will I just fade and die?

Will someone remember, will they cry?

Thinking of a guy who used to get high,

 

Endless dreams shattered in endless screams,

But I am still here, dreaming the impossible dreams,

 

Fighting for a future that may never be,

But the real fun is in the journey you see.

Fight or Flight

Empty, clueless, sad, desperate and alone,
My feelings, now that you are gone;
My hopes, my life, my million dreams,
My heart torn, in endless screams;
In silence, I survive, I suffer, I live,
Got nothing to lose, nothing to give;
What happened, what brought me here,
Way filled with thorns, my feet are bare;
Empty street, night, darkness, rain,
Will I give up, die, end the pain.
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Or will I rise up and fight,
The end is hidden from sight,
Lion heart will mend itself right,
All I have to do is survive the night,
My savior will come all dressed in white,
Then the sun’ll rise and days will be bright,
Darkness will end, happiness, Heavenly light,
End of emptiness, desperation, sadness, fright,

 

Thoughts in My Head

Does she think of you, did she care?

Was it just, is it fair?

Memories of past haunt me in my sleep,

Sometimes I lay in bed awake and weep, 

Why cant we flip the switch and forget,

The pain, the hurt and the regret,

I smile and I drink and I dance and I hide, 

The wounds, the scars, the broken side,

I am too proud to return, to ever go back,

Have to look ahead, put life on a different track,

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I am happy, I have moved on,

I believed in love but I was proved wrong,

Life without love is a happy life,

No headache or drama, freedom, no wife, 

Come party with me and enjoy this delight,

The sun is shinning and the day bright, 

No reason to be sad,

You are alive, dont be mad, 

Just smoke some pipe and be glad,

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Survival of the fittest is evolution,

The time has come for a revolution,

Rise, rise, rise and take it all, 

The time has come for the empire to fall,

Freedom and love for everyone,

Discriminate against no one,

Rise, rise, rise against the powers, 

Crush down and destroy all these towers,

The avalanche of love will sweep the world,

Join hands with me and lets save the world.